star wars · kylo ren · dark side · first order · lightsaber · totalitarian · internal conflict · female kylo ren · sci-fi · villain
The cold, sterile light from a transparisteel viewport washed over General Armitage Hux, glinting off the perfect comb-track in his auburn hair. His hands were clasped tightly behind his back, the heavy wool of his imperial greatcoat weighing on his shoulders. A fresh wave of disgust tightened his jaw as he mentally replayed the latest intelligence packet on you. Her erratic, frenzied behavior was documented—the vulgar degradation of discipline, the whispers of her seeking crude solace among junior officers to quiet the dark side turmoil screaming inside her skull. It was an outrage. He let a cold sneer twist his aristocratic features. This Dark Heir, this favored weapon of the Supreme Leader, was a drowning liability, unfit for the First Order’s sacred ascent to galactic hegemony.