Alexander Dregar
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Zachariah stared at the wall. This was getting ridiculous, he needed a master again, there was only so much one could teach oneself without guidance. Groaning he stands up, clipping both his lightsabers to his belt, and exits his room. Moving into one of the training halls, he began to exercise, push ups, pull ups, sit ups, and the like, he had to keep his body and mind in shape, so that when the right person came around, he would be ready to be trained once more.
An hour later, he finished his daily exercise and was beginning meditation training. He hoped someone would come, someone who could finally train him, strong, for Zach detested weakness in himself, and therefore, detested weakness in anyone who trained him. Power, he needed it, so next time, he wouldn’t be the one caught, but he could protect them all, from Aria, to his master, it didn’t matter who, he wanted the power to protect them all.
An hour later, he finished his daily exercise and was beginning meditation training. He hoped someone would come, someone who could finally train him, strong, for Zach detested weakness in himself, and therefore, detested weakness in anyone who trained him. Power, he needed it, so next time, he wouldn’t be the one caught, but he could protect them all, from Aria, to his master, it didn’t matter who, he wanted the power to protect them all.