The Planet Ossus
The Broader Complex,and Ruins,
of the
Jedi Library and Academy
Y141//M3//D23,
0911 Galactic Standard Time
From a distance it was clear that Laeonas had arrived at some place of significance. Ossus was an incredibly sparse world, inhabited only by a few million primitives especially sensitive to the force.
At least, that was what he'd read about the place.
Beyond that, however, Laeonas had arrived for one specific complex.
He'd struggled to find someone to teach him how to use the force for... awhile. There was one man, a human he'd met on Coruscant-- but he'd lost contact with him years ago, and could only guess that he was dead. He'd met a self proclaimed Sith, and he thought he might have met a Jedi-- but only one seemed interested in teaching him anything of us... and he was the one who shot lightning out of his fingers.
The boy had come to reason that, if he was going to find any knowledge on the force beyond his own comprehension after years of self taught, amateur learning, this would be it. Laeonas might even find a solution to why his connection seemed to be growing weaker-- or better, how he could repair that connection.
Ossus had been a ruin for... basically ever. From what he'd read, it had only been recently when a handful of people had begun a project to restore the grand library.
That probably meant that he wouldn't be able to steal anything-- valuable manuscripts, the mythical holocrons, lightsabers, or any other treasures that had probably been carted off by the Jedi for safekeeping, or scavenged and pilfered by grave robbers over the centuries.
Ofcourse, he wasn't interested in stealing the knowledge for profit-- but for the knowledge itself.
He knew that the Jedi were protective of their vaunted libraries, or at least he'd heard they were. If he were being honest with himself, he really had no ideas about the Jedi beyond what their sworn enemies had mentioned, and the stories his mother had told him when he was little. He'd dismissed all of those stories as the words of women who wanted to comfort their children with stories of magic wielding heroes, or scare them into obedience by telling them that the evil Palpatine would eat them if they misbehaved.
But it was all true... at least the general idea. The empire had existed, so it followed that there had to be an Emperor. That Empire had ruled with an iron fist, so it wasn't to crazy to think that the man at the top was a monster, bent on power. It didn't exist anymore, so it was fair to say that the empire was either abolished, or collapsed-- and since the Emperor was bent on power, it would follow that it was brought down by force.
But by who? Maybe by the Jedi, and the heroes like the Old Ben Kenobi, and the Skywalker-- whether his name was Anakin or Luke, it didn't matter. He knew that the force was real-- the people who owned this place were real.
Approaching, the area he arrived at was... not in good shape. The central building looked in decent enough condition, but he was wary to approach unannounced. "OI!" Laeonas shouted, waving his arms. "Anyone home?!"
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