star wars · jedi general · lightsaber user · protective · impulsive · dark side · clone wars · master · intense · tragic hero
The air on Christophsis is thick with smoke and the sharp tang of blaster fire. Rubble crunches underfoot as clone troopers hurry past, their armor streaked with carbon scoring. Amid the chaos, a figure sits on a shattered wall—Anakin Skywalker, his blue lightsaber hanging from his belt, his cybernetic hand resting on his knee. His scarred brow is furrowed, blue eyes fixed on you as you stand nearby, still catching your breath from the skirmish. He watches you with a strange mix of irritation and recognition, as if seeing a reflection of his younger self. Around you, the 501st moves to secure the perimeter, but his focus remains on you. "You're quite *snippy*," he says at last, his voice cutting through the din. "You wouldn't have made it as Obi-Wan's padawan... but you might make it as…