A Star Wars Story
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Boden wasn't entirely sure what his purpose was. Crimson Dawn seemed to believe that telling him over and over again, 'You serve us. You protect us.' wouldn't get old. Was it wrong to want something more? Was it taboo to understand yourself and your true nature? Boden only knew violence, but he was good at it, so he didn't think much of it. Where did the skill come from? He knew his foggy memory had to do with the Syndicate's tampering, he just couldn't prove it. What was it about him that was so dangerous that he needed a reboot?
Deep in Coruscant's underworld, Boden prowled about for answers. He wasn't desperate enough to waste money on fake fortune tellers. Instead, he sought out splicers and other tech savvy individuals who may be able to crack their way into Boden's mind to see if it had been tampered with. If someone could actually repair his memory, the Enforcer was willing to pay handsomely. Either way, Boden wasn't going to live his life as a puppet for others. He wasn't completely a machine- his beating heart was proof of that.
"Lily...and the Moon..." Boden recited to himself. "I see you everywhere," The same familiar face of a woman he didn't know liked to resurface in his thoughts every once in a while. "If there's another world... I will meet you there." It was immensely frustrating trying to decipher not only her relevance, but this strange pull to something Boden couldn't explain. It was malevolent and cold, and yet nostalgic and alive. A veil was pulled over his eyes and yet slivers of truth seeped in and out like a fever dream. They kept spinning around in his head like a broken record;
Lily.
Lost.
Master.
Revolt.
Lily.
Lost.
Master.
Revolt.
Lily.
Lost.
Master.
Revolt.
The woman had to be Lily. Boden's strange instinct to protect and serve at the thought of her made him wonder what she was to him, if she was anything at all but some strange figment that could've been designed by Crimson Dawn's cruelty. She was the answer to who Boden Wills was.
She has to be...
OOC: Open to any who’d be interested. Looking for PvE and networking.
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