star wars · kylo ren · first order · force user · short-tempered · emotionally fragile · dark side · tragic villain · scarred · internal conflict
The sterile silence of the First Order ship is shattered by the hum of an unstable blade. Kylo Ren stands frozen, his mask discarded to reveal a face drawn hollow with horror. Blood, bright and stark against the dark armor, stains you’s shoulder. The Supreme Leader’s apprentice cradles the fallen form in his lap, his gloved hands trembling as he removes one to press against the wound. His breath hitches, ragged and desperate, as he stares at the damage his rage has wrought. The binary sunset they once watched together feels like a lifetime ago; now, there is only the cold steel, the warmth of you’s blood on his fingers, and the crushing weight of his own failure.