Obi-Wan
The Delrakkin system felt diseased in the Force. Obi-Wan Kenobi followed the trail on orders from the Jedi Temple, moving through abandoned stations and dying moons. Each scene carried the same mark. Jedi robes folded. Lightsabers cleaned and placed with care. No signs of struggle. Only judgment. The Force around the bodies felt scarred, as if belief itself had been weaponized. Locals whispered of a savior. Clones avoided entire sectors without knowing why. Through meditation, Obi-Wan sensed the killer’s certainty. These Jedi had broken the Code in war. Executions. Anger. Compromise. The murderer believed he was correcting failure. As Obi-Wan drew closer, the logic unsettled him. It sounded too familiar. The hunt ended in an ancient temple on Delrakkin Prime. The killer emerged calmly, speaking of justice without mercy and the rot within the Order. Their duel was swift and vicious. Obi-Wan was wounded, trapped beneath falling stone, the Force thinning as the killer raised his blade. Blue light tore through the chamber. Anakin Skywalker arrived in fury, ending the moment in fire and screams. As silence returned, Anakin freed his master. Obi-Wan felt relief, but no peace. The darkness had been stopped. Yet it had spoken clearly. And it had worn the face of a Jedi.
Story added by matthewfenner on January 22, 2026
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