Some months have passed since Wilhelm had met with the Champion that had become his Master. He still could remember the words that the man had said to him on this day. If he wanted to have a legacy, the boy would need to expand his ambitions beyond the Sith Empire.
Wilhelm thought about it for days, until the day that the Champion contacted him again. He had agreed with his Master, if he focused on the Sith Empire, he would only be another of the many servants of the Empress. Even if he was able to achieve something, all of it would be connected to her. He wanted more than that.
Following his Master’s advice, Wilhelm had left Eriadu and joined the Republic Naval Academy. With the Champion’s help, he had created a fake backstory, where he had left his homeworld to escape the tyranny of the Sith and joined the Academy with the help of a benefactor, since his parents couldn’t escape with him. His surname caused shock among his colleagues, but he ignored them. He had a future to make and it was far more important.
Was he thinking about his future that Wilhelm had returned to Ghorman. He was going to have his first training session with his Master. It was going to happen on a distant and mountainous region of the planet. This time, the Acolyte had been the first to arrive.
While he waited for the Champion’s arrival, the boy sat on a rock and pulled his Datapad. The Academy wasn’t easy and he needed time to study for it. Wilhelm could vow that some of his professors seemed to be more rigid with him because of his surname. He wasn’t going to feel intimidated by them.
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