Kylo Ren
29 | Dark Side User | Supreme Leader Kylo RenLuke had fooled him so completely that all he could do was brood on his failure. Many of his Stormtroopers ended up on the chopping block, a few of them quite swiftly. Kylo Ren was exactly where he always knew he would be, at the head of the galaxy, a shadow version of his once childish dream, but a version nonetheless. His eyes had fallen into a darker shade, Kylo Ren had studied and heard about features changing upon delving into the Dark Side, but his particular affliction was different. Was he even truly of the Dark Side? his soul felt free of Snoke, but now he floated in an ocean of gray.
He had a Knight of Ren with him, unhelm and wearing casual garb. She hung her head low to whisper in his ear, he had fancied the small canteen but it was far too loud and lively for regular talk. A long scar mirrored his own-she was exceptionally loyal to him. Her blond hair touched his shoulder. "General Hux, is requesting an audience for the umpteenth time."
Kylo Ren faced the stage. "And? let him wait. Hux is a sniveling creature."
"... Then why keep him?"
The question brought pause to him, then remembrance. Kylo Ren smirked behind the large hood of his black cowl. "Simple, a cur's weakness, properly manipulated, can be a sharp tool. Go back and personally inform the cur that I'll visit him once I return. Be sure to really put on the airs."
"As you wish, Supreme Leader." She bowed once more before duking away. Soon afterwards the sound of a speeder hummed and vanished into the distance. Kylo Ren could feel Tesla's thread in the Force dwindling, even still, it lurked alongside the other Knights of Ren.
Kylo sighed lightly, leaning back in the decrepit chair. "...Od-" he stopped the words in their tracks. "Kill the past to become who you're meant to be." An image of Rey flourished in his head. He smiled contently, almost cockily. "Rey... You are my future. Whether that be my enemy or apprentice."
He had a Knight of Ren with him, unhelm and wearing casual garb. She hung her head low to whisper in his ear, he had fancied the small canteen but it was far too loud and lively for regular talk. A long scar mirrored his own-she was exceptionally loyal to him. Her blond hair touched his shoulder. "General Hux, is requesting an audience for the umpteenth time."
Kylo Ren faced the stage. "And? let him wait. Hux is a sniveling creature."
"... Then why keep him?"
The question brought pause to him, then remembrance. Kylo Ren smirked behind the large hood of his black cowl. "Simple, a cur's weakness, properly manipulated, can be a sharp tool. Go back and personally inform the cur that I'll visit him once I return. Be sure to really put on the airs."
"As you wish, Supreme Leader." She bowed once more before duking away. Soon afterwards the sound of a speeder hummed and vanished into the distance. Kylo Ren could feel Tesla's thread in the Force dwindling, even still, it lurked alongside the other Knights of Ren.
Kylo sighed lightly, leaning back in the decrepit chair. "...Od-" he stopped the words in their tracks. "Kill the past to become who you're meant to be." An image of Rey flourished in his head. He smiled contently, almost cockily. "Rey... You are my future. Whether that be my enemy or apprentice."