>*sips*
>rey, i'm going to tell you a story.
>at the end of it, you'll finally understand why i refuse to be a jedi ever again, and hopefully you'll forget about this training nonsense too
>once, i met my father's apprentice, ahsoka tano. he and obi-wan kenobi had described her to me once before, said she was "the best he'd ever had", even better than my mom.
>obi-wan called her “a good friend”.
>he told me all about her reverse grip technique and how she brought an entire legion to its knees with just a glance.
>i thought he meant she was a great warrior.
>when i met her, i began to notice her constant side-eyeing and smug glances at me. it stirred something in me. that mighty skywalker blood, maybe.
>i asked her to show me why my father respected her so much, even during his days as darth vader.
>i shouldn't have asked.
>she put me down into the dirt and used her reverse grip technique. i was the hero of the rebellion, the legend, luke skywalker, and with one hand and two fingers i was nothing but her thala-siren to be milked, like this fat fuck right here.
>my father hadn't been very clear in his account, but what he meant was that he'd groomed her to be the nastiest little whore in the galaxy.
>she promised she was clean, but we both knew her soul was rotten.
>do you know what it's like, rey? to have your soul tainted like that? to have your innocence stolen by your father's whore? the hero of the galaxy, reduced to some orange hussy's 502nd.
>who am i kidding? you're a woman. you wouldn't know what it's like even if you were darth sidious' whore. but you'll find out about that another time. maybe when i'm dead.
>but i was left with shame, and that shame gave me clarity.
>i came to this planet to get away from w*men. it's a shame you had to ruin that.
>*sips*
>now get off my island