Volume 27: Light Side vs Dark Side

All my life, I have been mostly neutral, but from time to time I would lean towards the Dark Side. The Dark Side offered me personal gain at the cost of others misery, I didn't really know the others so I happily accepted. I never completely turned. Just took the offers that benefited me and no one else.


Recently a Jedi has entered my life. This Jedi has been trying to teach me "the right way" to use my manipulation of the force. Using my power for mutual benefits.


I remembered using my powers for mutual benefits before and not being satisfied with the results. I used my powers for good for 4 years and it ended in my lightsaber turning from green to blue to red, instantly. It took me some time after that to turn my lightsaber from blue to the very rare green lightsaber I hold today.


A few months after I started talking to the Jedi, a Sith appeared. This, this does not surprise me at all, but it is creating a conflict. The Sith is offering me everything I love from the Dark Side. Something I am very comfortable with. Never did my force nor lightsaber change by the influence of the Dark Side or a Sith, but the Light Side has made me changed dramatically and instantly.


I sit in my quarters seeing both holograms as I decide what path to follow.

Volume 26: Symmetrical Vexation

You always felt close no matter how far you really are.
I saw beams of sun lights between the night sky as our voices kept getting us closer to another,
I felt your breath as you whispered in my ear, but then the thought of love revealed the distance between us,
The lights between the clouds vanished and you didn't care,
There were no more whispers, Only yelling and sad voices in my head,
Screaming at me all whilst having a big smile.
I felt a sudden comfort, as I have been here before,
And judging by your beautiful smile as you screamed some more, so have you.
No matter how loud the yelling got, it was like sweet birds chirping in the morning.
I tried to get you to fly away, but apparently you was unable to.
No injuries and wings in perfect conditions as if they have never been used before.
Grabbed you from the ground and threw you in the air, but you fell straight down,
Didn't even try to flap your wings,
As if you were afraid of heights.
Frustrated whilst smirking at the irony I replicated the pleasing sound of anger,
Suddenly your wings started flapping, so I gave you more.
My heart smiled as you flew and landed on my shoulders,
We smiled as we left this far behind with just a scar on our souls.
A new journey begun as you lifted me by the shoulders and we blazed through the sky,
To other places, to destroy others...