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Coming Home

Kyrel was battered, somewhat broken from his time spent as a prisoner on Commenor, he didn't know how he got out, he couldn't exactly remember. Yet all he did know was he was in a ship. An Imperial Vessel alone. By himself. His mind slightly fractured. Yet his sanity was still there. With only one goal in his mind. To return home. To the place that he found most comfort in. Vader's Fortress. The solitary place that he had found peace in the entire galaxy amongst the flames and ash of Mustafar.

He set the coordinates into the nav computer, or at least from what he could remember, and within moments the ship jumped into hyperspace. Within the next couple of days of Hyperspace travel. Kyrel didn't think much of his captivity, he very much liked to forget his time as a prisoner of war. Now he was coming home. Coming home to where he could find peace. He managed to gain possession of his armor which was now damaged and his sabers. And spent the time in meditation.

Soon the proximity alarm sounded and Kyrel departed from hyperspace. The volcanic world in view, he raised the shields so he wouldn't be burned upon re-entry of course. Directing the shuttle to the surface, the spire was in full view. Transmitting codes lest he be shot out of the sky.

He directed the shuttle to the hanger. The landing ramp lowering down, what emerged was Kyrel staggering down the ramp. "I.. I have returned at last."

@Varas
 

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