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You think you would do it differently.
If someone handed you the future like a script—every betrayal, every death, every war— You'd rewrite it.
That's what I thought.
I knew the name of the Sith before the Jedi ever whispered it.
I knew which friends would become enemies.
I knew the exact moment the sky would burn.
And I still wasn't ready.
They say the Force binds the galaxy together.
What they don't tell you is that it also binds you to your choices.
I wasn't supposed to be there.
Not on Tatooine.
Not in the Temple.
Not in his life.
But I was.
And when you know how a story ends, you start believing you can outsmart it.
You can't.
Some futures fight back.
Some destinies demand blood.
And sometimes... the person you were trying to save is the one who pays the price.
If I could go back, I would tell myself something that I never understood until now: Knowing the future is one thing.
Living it— That's a death sentence.
And if you don't believe me...I'll tell you the story of how I made everything worse, the story of how I transformed into something I was never supposed to be...
The story of how I lost the love of my life.
And the person I used to be.
Forever.
It began with a single choice— a moment of curiosity I thought was harmless. And the Force answered— in a galaxy far, far away...