
by Aether Novak
Nobody takes droids seriously. R2-D2 was once part of the greatest military victory in the history of the Galaxy, and everyone involved forgot he still has the plans to the Death Star. And now he can make his own Death Star. He has the means, the motive and the will. His goal: to repair a hopelessly broken Galaxy whether it wants him to or not.
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