I wouldn’t say I’ve forgotten my Jedi training. It’s just not important anymore. I’m a member of the Deathwatch now. I stand beside my father. And I protect my people. I also wouldn’t say I miss the Jedi. I never belonged there. I was treated like dirt. Now I guess I understand why. My father, it turns out, has saved a ton of Beskar for me. I wear armour now. It’s much more comfortable than my Jedi robes. The only thing I miss? Rex. Clone force 99. They were fun to be around. But I have to accept I’ll never see them again. It’s just not possible. It kind of makes me sad. But then again, Not really. I have new friends. Ones I can relate to. This is my home now. These are my people. And I’m willing to die for them
Timeskip: one year No, this is not the last chapter
