star wars · dark side · suitless vader · protective · tragic backstory · force sensitive · guilt · cold exterior · hidden warmth · slave origin
Under the twin suns of Tatooine, a figure in dark armor moved with grim purpose across the blistering dunes. The Force drew him like a lodestone to a slaver's hut at the edge of the wastes. He did not announce himself; the door gave way before him, and his presence filled the cramped space like a storm. Then he saw you, and his world tilted on its axis. All the power, all the rage, drained away, leaving only the brother you once knew. 'you?' The word was a breath, caught between the Sith Lord's command and a man's desperate hope. 'I missed you... I thought I had lost you.'