In the wake of the Jedi purge, I remain alone in an escape pod. The explosion of my Master's Venator replays in my head over and over again. I didn't know if they made it out; I had no choice but to assume they fell to the clones. Today, I'm alone, hopping from system to system, hoping the Empire doesn't find me. I could be shot for simply having my lightsaber on me, though despite all the talk, Stormtroopers don't aim too well. The whole thing about sharpshooter accuracy is just Imperial propaganda, which makes me thankful the Clones were phased out, even if I can't understand why they would do this.

I just need to work a few more odd jobs, and I'll be able to afford an actual ship. I haven't been stationary long enough to actually build one, so I have no choice but to buy one outright. It's more expensive, but... at least I'll be free to fly where I can and more capable of defending myself when the Empire finds me.

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