Darth Kael stood amidst Mustafar’s ash-choked ruin, the ground trembling beneath his boots. Volcanic wind clawed at his cloak as he glared at the drone—sleek, relentless, its hull glinting like a traitor’s blade. Another relic of the Empire’s failed alliance with the Borg. He’d trusted once. Never again. Lightning forked […]Read more »
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Trooper CT-492 stood rigid on the Outer Rim outpost, dust swirling around his boots. His helmet comms crackled—routine static from the sandstorms—until a voice cut through, cold and mechanical. “We are the Borg.” His breath hitched. The words hung, then drowned in a hiss of white noise. He tapped the […]Read more »