![[Star Wars] All That's Left Is Me](/_next/image?url=%2Fdist%2Fimg%2Fnocover-new-min.png&w=640&q=75)
by NordOps
The year is 10 BBY. The Empire has buried any resemblance it may carry with the Republic. The Jedi, once guardians of peace across the galaxy, are no more. Many have been hunted down by the agents of the Emperor: Inquisitors, Storm-Troopers, the ISB, even whispers of a Sith lord carrying out personal hunts echo through the galaxy. Many a fair and kind soul brought low by the boot of the Empire, the last thing they ever saw a flash of red—whether that of an Imperial blaster, or of an inquisitorial lightsaber. Many more have gone into hiding, trying to live their days knowing that every new morning brings with it a chance that it may be their last. This is not a story about finding perfect love in the galaxy, or surpassing the odds to become a great hero of the rebellion. Not entirely, anyways. This is a story about survival. About pain. And about accepting the past, while still finding a reason to care about the future when all you had is now dust and debris. This is the story, of Jedi Knight Sorra Torranna. Updated every 17th of the month.
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