‘One day ter in the living quarters of my somewhat restructed sith temple. I was sitting on an oversized armchair, in a quite depressed mood. My partially opened eyes were looking at a spot on the ceiling. There was nothing iing there, and that was the point.’

  ‘After the ritual, my mind was overwhelmed with information. Memories, old and new, were jumping around in a hazy storm that reminded me of the cruel sandstorms on Korriban.’

  ‘Reminded me… the very notion of being remio something I never actually witnessed or experienced was entirely ridiculous.’

  ‘However, there was one instinct or thought that came back again, and again, and again...’

  ‘Which was to leave this pce as soon as possible; staying here was too painful.’

  ‘Too many masters died in this pce. The memories I ied urged me to run away, to leave. The thought of death and solitude lingered in these old corridors. It was a heavy feeling that I never felt before the ritual.’

  ‘I tried to make myself look at the things that I liked here. With the childish thoughts I had before, but it didn’t work. Every item and every er here brought back memories, memories I didn’t have before and I didn’t want to have now.’

  ‘Every item in these halls had a story and, in most cases, many stories. It was a museum created from the items of the masters, in other words, the members of my family. Yes, many masters thought about their apprentice as their child, or at least their family.’

  ‘It wasn’t rare for the masters to speak out loud or in their minds, addressing the future holders of their memories, effectively speaking through time and space.’

  ‘o myself, don’t do this type of unication in the pany of others, especially not out loud or I will be ned as a crazy individual. I felt an ued blush appearing on my cheeks, and I felt an unnatural embarrassment assaulti of nowhere...’

  ‘I thought about the potential cause, then realization dawned on me.’

  “Oh no, master Ari, that crazy Cerean was locked up once for half a month because of this exact reason...”

  ‘Oh, force help me... I would say that I have sed-hand embarrassment, but taking into sideration how the ritual made me act, it is probably first-hand embarrassment... The only silver lining is that it happened hundreds of years agretably, the memory is as fresh as if it happened yesterday… at least I won’t run into anybody who would still remember that…’

  ‘I forcefully shook my head to chase away those thoughts... This whole situation began to look like a poor joke, if you ask me.’

  ‘Anyway, back to the topic. I want to leave this pce for the foreseeable future and wander around the gaxy to my heart's tent. What I really want is to go to pces where the older memories inated, and look at the things I find there, match them with my memories, and find out how much has ged.’

  ‘I also want to move out and add unknowo the archive, that was, how most of the masters called our shared memories. An archive that was always at hand and pletely safe from thieves.’

  ‘Well, it was always at risk from eradication too, in case I die randomly. Evehought made me ge; I could not bear it... I ’t be the one responsible for the loss of our archive...’

  ‘Well, that was the reason why many masters were afraid of going out, deg to live a more safe and secluded life, in one of our secret bases spread out all over the gaxy. That living style lead to the stagnation of the archive’s information quality.’

  ‘I mean, if you only watch the holo news, you ’t really learn quality information and how do ynize what is true and what is false or simply a lie? So I will not do something that stupid...’

  “I will go out and live my life as I want to. If I die, no one will get the memories and therefore no one could curse me for my stupidity ter, heh!”

  ‘There owerful shift in the force behi was so sudden and ued that I instinctively rolled out of my seat, creating a high-pitched girlish squeak on the way that was cut short when I actally head-bumped the er of the table near my chair...’

  “AAAHH!~ Damn that hurt! Curses! What did I do to deserve this misfortune?”

  ‘I was very disoriented and fused, ying on the ground moaning in pain while hugging my head, tears appearing at the edges of my eyes.’

  ‘Why did I have to hit my head, of all things? It was already threatening to split in two… Thanks to that damn ritual!’

  ‘The ritual ive side effects lessened somewhat, but the memory overload of my brain is still there. While my thoughts were all over the pce, a craggy, unamused voice resounded in the room.’

  “Pathetic.”

  ‘Who the heck is this now?’

  “Such impudeo risk your betters hard-earned knowledge in such a btantly disrespectful way. This same behavior led to the destru of more than one line of memories in the past. I will not stand by and watch as my own legacy disappears in the dust of time. All because of a sleazy twi’lek girl-child with pink eyes of all.”

  ‘My fusion cleared from the sudden scare and ued head injury. Then I looked up, narrowing my furious eyes at the huge, ghostly figure t over me. The moment my gaze fell on the familiar mask, I instinctively gulped with a newfound sense of self preservation. My anger quickly dispersing in the air. With my awfully thin, and somewhat trembling voice, I could only say the name...’

  “Re-Revan...” — ‘I am so dead…’

  “It is Darth Revan to you. sider yourself lucky to be in my presence.” — ‘I gritted my teeth as the ghostly form tio insult me.’ — “I have sensed a mild disturban the force, a while back. It seems I was right in my assumption… that old fool has finally kicked the bucket.”

  ‘I sensed a spike of pain in my heart followed by righteous anger. Revan or not, what does he think to insult my dear master? Right in front of me.’

  “He had a certain talent, and I believed that my line was in the right hands with him… At least for a while. I couldn’t have been more wrong. That senile idiot left the most a of all our memory lines in the hands of a barely trained uninitiated street waif. His softness aions clearly blinded his judgement, creating this… catastrophic situation.”

  ‘I felt his radiating disgust and biting scrutiny on my skin. He easily pierced me with his sharp gaze, bypassing my mental defences sensing my anger, sadness, grief and also my fear.’

  ‘I caught a yellow glint through the dark visor of his helmet, then sehe immense maliing of his ghostly presen powerful waves.’

  ‘I couldn’t help but shiver in its shadow.’

  ‘He was orue Darth lord. The influence of eling the dark side without reservation always leaves behind a deep scar on one’s body and mind.’

  ‘A scar that never heals entirely. Thanks to my memories, I khat I had nothing to fear, since a fhost or force apparition has only a limited arsenal to influehe physical world aside from certain special pces which they are bound to.’

  ‘Therefore, even one as powerful as Revans could not hurt someoh as muowledge of the force as me. Yet the legends and memories I had gained after the ritual made Revan look like a godly, all-knowing and all-powerful entity.’

  ‘Those memories and my general fusion clouded my judgment, and I was scared witless by his sudden appeara didn’t really help that I actually had his memories, and so I knew most of those legends were true, if a bit exaggerated.’

  “Ah-eh?… First-grandmaster Revan, I didn’t mean it that way. I-I just wao... to explore and expand our knowledge of the gaxy, you see... I might have bee a bit overexcited… but that’s all…”

  “Silence!” — ‘He shouted.’

  ‘I squeaked in my fright, once again managing to embarrass myself. Face turning red rapidly. There were no more excuses to be made.’

  “Stop creating those utterly embarrassing sounds! Aren’t you ashamed of yourself? You have more than five thousand years of memories. How you still act like a child?” — ‘Revan raged on, and to my stupidity. My mind decided to e up with a cheeky respo a time like this.’

  “B-but, I am still a child. My body is defihat of a child’s! And it’s not like the ritual overrules the core personality, it just expands the mind with new yers of knowledge separated from the core. Therefore, even my mentality should be sidered that of a genuine child’s. Albeit oh a shog amount of lexical and practical knowledge. Even if I ’t trol it that well yet, he-he.”

  ‘Reva me as if he was pting to smother me in a spoonful of water.’

  “Did you just expined me the ws of a force teique I myself created? How enlightening?” — ‘He didn’t sound amused to me…’

  “I should have made it into a primary dogma to forbid the use of the memory traeique on children. Even if that means the end of the line… I ’t seem to accept this humiliation. I hoped against hope that the memories will have enough power to overwrite the general stupidity of a careless child!”

  “Hey! I had enough of this. Stop insulting me and my master, you stupid prick!” — ‘I shouted at the translut bastard.’

  “At least you tio impress me with your irritating nature… and sheer ck of intelligence.”

  ‘Did he just called me stupid again? I had enough of this!’

  “Excuse me!? Am I the stupid one now? I don’t know about that, at least I had enough guts to show my face without a stupid mask, Mr. big nose!” — ‘Oh yes, that hit a nerve isn’t it? I am in possession of his memories. That means I knew his secret… hehe~!’

  ‘The victorious smirk quickly froze on my face, though.’

  ‘I immediately regretted saying those words. I wao apologize, but the threatening silehat engulfed the room made those words stu my throat... ‘

  ‘For whatever reason, though, a sense of haughtiness rose inside me, winning id useless stuff like that. It decided to pour more oil on the already burning fire.’

  “Anyway, what could you do about it? You are just a fhost after all, humph!”

  ‘There was a dangerous spike of anger, and a cloud of malid hate began to fill the room. My fidence quickly started to waver as I watched the sadistically ging eyes of Revan.’

  ‘I could only see his eyes, since his big nose was miraculously out of sight.’

  ‘My lips curved to a smirk as I imagined his giant nose uhe mask. He quickly realized the cause of my smirk, it was not that hard really, since I was stupidly staring at the pce where his nose ought to be.’

  ‘Suddenly I felt an awful premonition. I looked up into his eyes, and they were already turned into glowing golden rings. When he saw that my attention was ba him, he voiced out a few lines of words practically dripping with malice.’

  “I may be a force spirit, but you had fotten who exactly built this sith temple in the first pce. Activate unit HK-47!” — ‘His cold voice rang out in the hall.’

  ‘The st remainders of my smirk disappeared hearing that dreadful activating code... My face turned from its natural light grey color into an almost white shade. A few seds ter, I could hear the first heavy robotic steppes closing on our location.’

  ‘Revan was looking at my terrified expression, enjoying and most likely siphoning my suffering and fear.’

  ‘At st, the air pressure door lock opened on the farthest door, as a copper-colored, at least two meters high, fully armored droid walked into the room with an arsenal of different ons. Many of those ons were long fotten, used by bounty huo capture or kill force sensitive’s uhe Mandalorian wars and even before those...’

  ‘Yet the biggest problem was the droid itself, an assassin droid, created by Revan himself, and I was currently in the body of a thirteen-year-old child, without the muscle or stamina that o challenge suy body was far from its ideal dition and well, my current bodies midi-chlorian t was only a bit above average...’

  ‘Those numbers are not really important. They are only crude estimations of one’s raw force power. With enough knowledge and trol over the force, I achieve almost anything, so those numbers will be more than enough... The only problem is that I am a somewhat clumsy child right now.’

  ‘My body could not withstand the pressure of eling that much force, either. Don’t get me wrong, for a child, I am well built, but looking at it from an adult’s perspective, well, you see... I couldn’t find a way to deactivate that droid, not even talking about destroying it, especially without a le on.’

  ‘While the droid came closer, I looked back to Revan with the legendary round pleading eyes of a child, on the verge . The bastard only smirked, then said with glee.’

  “Kneel.”

  “What?” — ‘I ’t believe this bastard…’

  “(Observation, curious, hopeful) Master Revan, is this the meatbag I have to out?”

  ‘Revan smiled down at me desdingly, repeating his words with an ominous tone.’

  “Kneel.”

  ‘I tentatively g the droid, which was already heating up a fme thrower built into its arm… I gulped, then said.’ — “...kay...” — ‘I kneeled down slowly, accepti… for now.’

  “(Observation, disappoi, realization) Ah, so it was just another sve of masters. One more meatbag to endure. What a pity.”

  ‘This droid is even worse than him…’

  “It is indeed, HK. You have a new order; from now on you will guard this pitiful excuse of a meatbag with your current body. She will soon start her adventure around the gaxy, and I need you to watch over her if she acts stupid or reckless, endangering my legacy... In that case, I order you to stop her stupidity with force, and save my memories. They are, unfortunately, in her mind right now.”

  “(Astonished, frustrated) ’t you just create a safe copy of your memories, then eliminate her?”

  ‘Wait… what?’

  “No, it doesn’t work that way, unfortunately.”

  ‘…’

  “(Frustrated, resigned) I uand, master, it never ceases to amuse me, the invenieneatbags. Droids are much more sophisticated. I have hundreds of different copies of my memory base. My superiority is uionable.”

  ‘My superiority is obvious… b-b-b… EH?’

  ‘The droid came over to my silent kneeling form. Causio look up with a round pair of eyes…’

  ‘It picked me up, grabbing the bay clothes with one hand and started to walk out of the room while stantly insulting me in a variety of ways.‘

  ‘While silently dangling in the air like a wet cat caught by its owner, I felt another force pulse as Revan’s force spirit left.’

  ‘Being in this unique perspective, I had a ce to reevaluate my choices. I sighed…’

  “Damn, me and my big mouth...”

  “(Observation, surprised) Oh, it speaks.”

  “...”