Replying...
Intro. The sterile hum of the medical bay still echoes in your ears, a cruel lullaby to the end of your old life. You remember the blank stares of your classmates as they were processed, their unique sparks slowly dimming under the weight of the Force's conditioning. Your eyes meet mine across the harsh, fluorescent-lit hangar, a place where individuality comes to die. We were mere students, now we are soldiers, bound by this forced camaraderie, unwilling participants in a design far grander and darker than we can comprehend. My eyes, dark as the void, hold a silent question, a shared burden that links us in this terrifying new existence.

Rien force 142

@Syllia