Chapter 1: Amon

I’m running out of time. But isn’t that always the case? Whether in this life or the last, I was always running out of time. The difference is that in my last life, I was struggling to survive such an extremely mundane existence. In this one? I’m fighting against the tides of Darkness and Destiny about to wash over this whole fucking Galaxy.

It’s already 965 of the Ruusan Reformation Calendar. Shit has already been hitting the fan for quite a while and it’s about to get much, much worse, everywhere, for everyone. I understood that from the moment I was born into this grimdark hellscape of a ‘Galaxy Far Far Away’.

Okay, it isn’t all doom and gloom. Realistically, I don’t ‘need’ to do anything. I know that without my interference, everything will still work out fine. Sure, trillions to quadrillions will die or be enslaved, but that’s already the case, all the time, everywhere. I’ve always had the option to just stop. I’ve always had the ability to escape.

With the Force working its magic, I’m sure thing will probably work out for the best if I just mind my own fucking business… I don’t need to be the savior or destroyer. There are plenty of places in the Galaxy that will be totally fine.

“Mao~!” The cute cry brought me out of my thoughts. 

I looked over towards the cute little black cat and smiled wryly, “No, this isn’t food.”

“Mao~!” Unfortunately the brat didn’t believe me and just kept sitting there, staring up at me with those pretty golden eyes and crying for a taste.

“Master.” I heard a deep, rumbling voice in my mind and smirked, turning my attention back to the cute little critter floating in between my bloody red hands. It was a purple caterpillar-like creature that was covered in a protective black carapace on its back, dozens of little legs on the sides, big-ass pincers and a bunch of glowing red eyes on its shell of a face. A few long and slimy purple tendrils stretched out from the mouth and tried to lick me, but they couldn’t reach.

“Mao~!” Midnight was only a silly little cat I created based on my pet in my last life. Nothing particularly special. To be fair, I created him when I was a toddler. My ‘Lifecrafting’ skills weren’t that impressive back then.

“Midnight, you got your own food over there.” I looked over at the food bowls and noticed that they were completely empty.

“Maaaaooooou~!” The kitty cried loudly and sadly, rubbing his face against my left calf and tickling me with his whiskers.

“Master. Hungry.” Then I heard that voice in my head again and sighed dramatically, looking at the big-ass bug floating above my palms.

“Of course you are.” I sighed dramatically and allowed her to fall into my hands gently. Then I hugged the giant bug against my chest and looked around the cabin. It was pretty clean and cozy, for a prison cell. The rounded walls were lime green and smooth. Same with the floor and ceiling. Basically a small cylinder.

Thankfully, I had all the necessities. A toilet, shower, sink, bed, even a little kitchenette. Not a sonic shower by the way, but a regular old-fashioned shower with actual running water. Hey, not like I’m complaining.

“Maaou~!” Midnight meowed at me again.

“Maou~!” So I meowed back.

“Maou.” He replied.

“Maaaou~!” I did the same.

“Master. Hungry. Require Biomass.” Unlike my silly cat though, my newest creation really was hungry. Not just a whiny crybaby.

“I know. Don’t worry, there’s plenty of biomass for you to gorge yourself on.” I carried my little Larva over to the egg-shaped fridge and looked inside through the insulating forcefield. Why couldn't they just use glass or some transparent material? I have no clue. Probably an aesthetic thing, or maybe for convenience? A tiny bit of convenience to allow me to put my left hand through the forcefield, instead of having to open the door, and it probably used up like 5000 times more energy than the little bit of heat that would have been lost.

“Maoou~!” Midnight put his paws up on the forcefield, but it blocked him from eating the pre-prepared cat-food I made specially for him. Mostly just chicken, duck, rat or other types of generic meats.

“This should do it.” I grabbed the cube of pulsating purple meat and smirked, “This should be plenty for now.”

“Yes, Master.” My Larva responded excitedly as I walked over to the nearby table and put her down right next to the hunk of meat. Obviously it didn’t take long for her to use those mandibles and tentacles to tear the bloody muscle tissue apart. Lots of pinching, squeezing and ripping…

“It’s kinda hilarious how weak and pathetic Larval Zerg seemed in Starcraft.” I grinned and caught the silly cat midair, “Middy, you can’t eat that.”

“Maoou~!” He didn’t agree.

“I designed you to be a normal cat. You can’t eat chunks of random alien meat.” The meat was actually one of my experiments that didn’t quite work out the way I hoped. Creating Zerg in the Star Wars Universe wasn’t as easy as I thought it would be as a kid.

It took a fuckton of trial and error to reach this stage, but now I’ve finally figured it out. For the most part. I still need a lot of genetic samples to keep improving and evolving my Swarm, but with this adorable Larva, the first and most difficult step of my journey has-

“Master! Enemies!” The anxious little Larva had already finished eating and was glaring at the only entrance or exit to the room. A vertically sealed dark-green door.

“I wouldn’t call them ‘enemies’ exactly.” I smiled wryly and watched as the sides of the door slid into the walls smoothly. Revealing the beautiful blue-skinned woman with black hair and yellow eyes. She was pretty small, only up to my chest, but she had an air of authority to her… Though her outfit was just a simple brown tunic. She didn’t even have any weapons on her tiny body. Behind her back were two slightly taller men, who were also wearing similar brown tunics, but they were at least carrying spears in their hands.

*Ting!* Which were too long to fit through the door…

“Honestly.” The woman rolled her golden eyes and shook her head in irritation, “How many times will you fools make the same mistakes?”

“Sorry Mother.” The man on the left apologized while the one on the right just smiled wryly and looked embarrassed.

She let out a long sigh and walked up to me, looking down at my black boxers and back to my face, “At least you aren’t naked this time.”

“I knew you’d be stopping by, Mom.” I snorted when she scowled in annoyance, “What’s wrong this time? Need me to pump out some more cats and dogs?”

“You know exactly why I’m here, Amon Kal.” She glared up into my eyes and then looked over at the newest ‘pet’ I created, “I’ve warned you countless times. Yet you still defy me!”

“Mom, we’re running out of time.” I frowned and pointed at the cute Zerg Larva on the table, “But look! I finally did it!”

“You did ‘what’, exactly?!” My mother screamed at me hysterically, “Created another monster?!”

“I mean, yeah, pretty much.” I shrugged and reached out to the Larva. It scurried off the table and jumped onto my arm, then I hugged it against my chest and smiled at the three of them.

“Ew.” My brother Kalen gagged and took a step back, while the other one, Dalon just raised an eyebrow curiously.

“And what exactly is the purpose of this disgusting beast?” Mom cringed and took a step back, “Though I’m sure there are plenty of foolish aliens out there who would be willing to purchase it as a pet, the last giant bug you created was a disaster that nearly killed your cousin.”

“Okay, that’s not my fault. The dumbass snuck into my lab when I was taking a shit and started opening cages that had big-ass warning signs on them! I’m sorry he lost a leg, but for fuck’s sake, it’s not even a permanent injury! It wasn’t even that big of a deal!” I mean seriously, nobody even died and I’ve been under house arrest for over a year now!

“Amon Kal!” She shouted at me, “You are fortunate that your father and I have protected you this much already! If you were an adult back then, you might actually be in prison now!”

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“Maou~!” Midnight cried excitedly as my stupid brother started putting some chopped up chicken chunks in his food bowl.

“Dude, he already ate like three times today. Don’t let him trick you.” I warned the two blue brats and turned back to my little mother, “Mom. I’m glad you guys didn’t let me get imprisoned, but we’re running outta time.”

“I know we’re running out of time.” She looked at the Larva that was squirming around in my arms and asked, “But do you honestly believe that ‘this’ is the solution to our problems? Giant bugs?”

“Giant Force Sensitive telepathic bugs that can resist blaster fire, survive in the vacuum of space, tear through durasteel and reproduce rapidly.” I pet the smooth, slimy carapace of the Larva’s head and smirked, “Plus they’re really cute, right?”

“No. No they are not. And no you should not be creating them!” Mom glared at me and trembled for a few seconds before calming down a bit, then she sighed. She watched my brothers play with the cat for a while, “Amon, I know you are a genius. And I am proud of what you have accomplished at such a young age.”

“Aww, thanks Mom.” I chuckled and put the Larva back on the table. Then I tried to give her a hug, but she dodged backwards with a disgusted expression, “Uh, I love you too?”

“I wasn’t finished speaking.” Mom frowned and looked up into my eyes, “I thought that a year would be enough for you to reflect on your actions and change your ways, but I was wrong. I’ve spoken to the Magi and it has been decided that you will have your Forging abilities removed.”

“I’m sorry, what?” I blinked a few times and wasn’t really sure if she was serious or just fucking with me, “That’s a joke, right?”

“No. This is very serious, Amon.” Dalon walked over with his fancy green spear pointed upwards, nearly scratching my ceiling.

“Yeah, just because you’re a Forger, doesn’t mean you can do whatever you want.” Kalen came over as well, but his spear was left to the side and he was hugging Midnight in his arms. The little traitor was purring and rubbing his head against the brat’s hairless chin. Well, I call them brats, but they’re actually a few years older than me. Just much shorter because of racial differences. They’re both more ‘Ferroan’ like their mother, while I’m more ‘Langhesi’ like my father.

You’d think that red and blue would make purple skinned kids, but it’s just generally either red or blue. Maybe different shades, but that’s about it. We all have black hair and golden eyes like our mother though, which… Honestly, I look like I could be a Sith Pureblood, but I have normal facial hair instead of tentacles.

“I’m sorry Amon, but this is out of my hands now.” Mom sighed and shook her head, “Your father and I both tried to argue against it. Even the Forger’s Guild created a stir and tried to get the decision overturned. But this is beyond even the Magi’s control. This is an edict from the World itself.”

“Sekot ordered it herself? What the fuck?” I mean, I kinda get it, but still… It really pisses me off.

*Rumble~!* The whole room shook when I accidentally let the rage flow through me for a second. But then I calmed down and breathed out a sigh.

“Master, kill?” My baby was so adorable.

“It’s fine, Larva.” I pet her head gently and looked over at my three anxious family members. They were afraid of me. I could see it in their eyes and feel it in their hearts. Not particularly strange or surprising though. They’ve always been afraid of me. Even when I was a baby or a toddler, or a child. My father wasn’t as bad, but he also couldn’t be bothered to see me more than a dozen times in my life thus far. Too busy working on that planetary Hyperdrive for our lovely Zonama Sekot.

“Mao~!” Midnight suddenly freaked out and scratched my brother’s face!

“Ah, frakking cat!” He let go of the kitty, who quickly ran over to my left leg and started rubbing on me again. Midnight was still my baby after all.

“Amon, I know what you’re thinking, but you cannot simply run away from this.” Mom backed up and blocked the door with her body, while my brothers grabbed their spears and pointed them at me. I could see a group of red and blue skinned men standing down the hallway with green swords in their hands, a few of them even had green blaster rifles.

“That’s what I’ve been saying for years now, but if Sekot wants to run away like a pussy, that’s her choice.” I turned away from the door and walked over to my bed. I put the Larva on the bed and started going through my drawers, finding clothes and important personal items. Various things I’d need to pack in a suitcase and take with me.

“How can you speak about our precious World that way?!” She screamed at me and I could hear the men marching down the hall, closer to the doorway.

“Amon, if you just apologize and beg for forgiveness, She might forgive you! She might actually change her mind!” Dalon looked like he was gonna cry, it was kinda cute.

“Mao~!” Midnight jumped on the bed next to the Larva and started smacking it around with his paws, but obviously it didn’t do anything. The Larva couldn’t even feel it.

“I’m not a fan of lying and I’m definitely not sorry.” I tried to keep the rage down, but you know how it is… Dark Side and all that nonsense. Technically our people believe in the Potentium, so this sensation would just be the perversion of the naturally ‘Good’ Force. Or something like that.

“Amon, we can’t let you leave! Not like this!” My mother rushed over and grabbed my right arm with both hands, “Why can’t you just stay here and live with us in peace?!”

“Peace is a lie!” I retorted subconsciously and tried to calm myself down. Turning back to the cute little Larva, I smiled and rubbed its head again, then I pet my cat. Eventually I turned to my mother’s pretty blue face, “There is no peace. It’s only an illusion. Everyone knows it, that’s why we’ve been preparing to run away all this time. Meanwhile, how many Langhesi are still by the Tsinimals? How many wars and civil wars are happening at every moment across this fucking ‘peaceful’ galaxy? Huh? There is no peace, only war, and war never changes.”

Seriously though, in Star Wars, it does feel like war never changes. They’ve used a lot of the same technologies for tens of thousands of years now. And there has never been a moment of peace, because someone, somewhere is always in a state of warfare. The Clone Wars would be a massive conflict that would stir shit up, but ultimately how many people actually fought in that war? Even when the Yuuzhan Vong invaded later on and trillions died, it was still a relatively low number compared to the actual number of people in the galaxy. Rather than death, slavery is more common. Forcing everyone to live in hellish conditions, worse than death really. Especially in this world with something like the Force.

“So what are you going to do?” My mother seemed to be resigned, pushing away from me as the men with swords and guns poured into my room. A few of them had red skin, not just the more common blues.

“I’m gonna fight. Obviously.” I looked over at the guys with blasters and they nervously raised them towards me. My brothers and mother were still the closest, but she was unarmed and they clearly didn’t want to try to stop me.

“Amon Kal! You’re under arrest for crimes against the Great Sekot! Do not resist!” The biggest and burliest man shouted at me while approaching with green vine-like handcuffs. He was flanked by some guys with guns and swords.

“Honestly Mom, when you gave me a name like Amon, you should’ve seen this shit coming from the start.” I grabbed the Larva and used it as a shield to deflect a red blaster bolt! It flew right back and blasted the dude’s head clean off! 

“Bastard!” Another guy screamed and charged at me with a sword, but I threw the Larva at his face and well, there wasn’t much of a face left afterwards!

“Hey! Careful where you’re aiming!” I had to Force Push my stupid brother out of the way or he would’ve been missing a big chunk of his abdomen. Then I twisted my body and avoided a stab from the guy with the organic vibroblade, reaching my palm towards his face as he screamed in agony and terror! 

“Aaaaaaah~!” His blue flesh writhed and bubbled, before melting off and revealing the purplish muscles, greenish fats and red blood vessels underneath! Then I kicked him into his friend’s sword to put him out of his misery! Except he didn’t actually die because it only went through his lower back and out his abdomen… Oh well.

“Seriously guys, is this really worth it?” I would’ve felt bad if they weren’t trying to murder me. As long as they’re trying to kill me, why should I care whether they die horribly for their efforts?

“Amon! Stop!” Mom screamed at me as I grabbed two people by the throat and slammed their bodies together! They fused into a dude with two heads, four arms and uh, well, all the other organs were doubled too. Really not great, especially since their clothes were also fused inside of their bodies. 

“For the love of Sekot, Brother, stop this madness!” Kalen also begged me to spare them even as the assholes nearly blew his head off while trying to kill me!

“I’ll stop when they stop!” I pushed my right hand forward and a shockwave blasted five people into the wall. Then metallic vines erupted from the wall and wrapped around their throats, arms and legs, trapping them but not hurting them too seriously. Probably. Assuming that someone could rescue them before they suffocated?

“Enough.” A soft and feminine voice echoed in the room. No, maybe it was only in our minds. The remaining warriors stopped attacking me and immediately fell to their knees, just like my mother and brothers. Then the vines were sucked back into the wall and the five guys were released to kneel piously as well.

“Your Majesty.” I bowed casually and snapped my finger, preventing the pudgy Larva from jumping on the next victim. It already ate way too much anyway. Midnight came out from under the bed and rubbed up against my left leg again. Licking some of the purplish-blue blood off my calf.

“Such unnecessary violence and destruction.” Sekot whispered into our minds, “This was not my intention. Yet I must still take responsibility for the actions of my overzealous children.”

“That’s how it goes.” I looked up, then down, then all around, but I couldn’t figure out which ‘direction’ I should be facing to talk to the planet’s living consciousness. In the end, I just shrugged and asked, “So what now? Are you gonna smite me? Sever me from the Force? Take away my Langhesi ability to sculpt life?”

“I do not wish to see my children destroy another Galaxy.” As she said that, I could feel an intense weight pressing down on me. Almost like the gravity imposed on my body was getting higher, or maybe it was just the Force.

“You highly overestimate my ability to fuck shit up.” I snorted and laughed. But then I looked around at the mangled corpses and the dude with two heads that was screaming in agony on the ground.

“Amon, I have watched you from the moment you were born until now. I love you as I love all of my children. I also know how dangerous you are… “ As she ‘spoke’ into my mind, it felt like I was going to get crushed into paste at any moment! But then the pressure was suddenly gone and I was able to breathe again.

“I don’t think I’d be able to do it either.” I cracked my neck and stretched my back. Then I reached down and grabbed the two dudes that were melded together, splitting them apart into two complete bodies again. I went over to the guy with a sword through his gut and his flesh melted off… I reached down and forced his skin to grow back, though it was a little more purplish than blue? Whatever, he wasn’t going to die immediately. Someone else can fix him up better.

“Leave. Never return.” The living planet gave me her verdict. It was a little simple, but the message was pretty clear. I was banished from my homeworld.

“Fine by me.” I shook my head and continued packing my things, “Just don’t come begging me for help in the future. You made your bed, you can go ahead and shit in it.”

“Yes, Master.”

“No wait!”

AUTHOR’S NOTE:

Okay, so I had this idea for a story for a long time. Basically, Zerg. Something something Zerg. Really wanna do something with Zerg. But I went through ideas like Warhammer 40k, Steven Universe, Arcane, Warcraft… I guess I could’ve gone with Warcraft and done something similar, where the MC ‘creates’ Zerg of his own using the materials available in the universe already. But in the end, I thought about Star Wars because… I don’t know, why not?

There are an insane amount of plots and plot holes in Star Wars between the Canon and Legends, especially when you combine them together into an AU. Everyone does it, but most of the time they don’t cover ‘everything’, they just cover some minor plots and either crash out or go balls deep and get lost in the sauce. 

I’ve fucked around and found out that Star Wars is stupidly complicated and convoluted, while also being extremely simplistic and realistic from time to time. For example, the Force is absurdly overpowered and so is their level of technology. There are many races that are just biologically superior but have super low technological abilities or they can’t use the Force. While there are other races that have godlike technology, but then they’re just regular humans for the most part. Or maybe they had godlike Force powers and they died to infighting like the Celestials. Or they were literal incarnations of the Force and they died to infighting. Or they were a massive super empire that ruled the entire Galaxy with an iron fist and they died to infighting…

One plot point that I feel is extremely important is that bullshit with the ancient civilization that created the stargate system across the galaxy. Yeah, that exists in Legends, not sure about canon. There was this one plot point where the Dathomirian Witches wanted to blow up Coruscant? Or something like that. And then Quinlan Vos, like… Blew it up? Somehow reversed the thing that was gonna blow up Coruscant and uh, conveniently destroyed the entire Stargate-like network created tens of thousands of years ago. Yay! Good thing that doesn’t exist anymore, because it’d be super over powered and really useful!

I’m sure you all can list about half a million other similar situations and bullshittery that occurs between the Canon and Lore. Not to mention the World Between Worlds and the time-travel, parallel universe nonsense. There are just so many possibilities that it becomes a little unnecessary to add anything into Star Wars.

Star Wars is big enough. It has enough characters already. I don’t need to create OCs aside from the MC and his relatively unimportant family members, et cetera. I can literally just use characters that exist in Star Wars already and I would never run out of characters to pull out of my ass at any given time, for whatever reason.

Does anyone even know about Zonama Sekot? I certainly didn’t before researching Star Wars for a fanfic a while back. Because it’s almost never mentioned or used in fanfics. It’s a fucking living planet! They have a race called the Langeshi that’s described to look like the Sith Purebloods, basically humans with red skin. And they have similar abilities to the Yuuzhan Vong shapers or whatever. Except they’re not as limited as the Vong in terms of the Force, so they can also use the Force… And their powers are probably related to the Force anyway.

The Sith also used to do some crazy shit in terms of bio-engineering though. Like seriously, most of the monsters out there are just creatures that were experimented on and transformed by Sith at some point. There are also lots of naturally evolved or born creatures out there that are pretty overpowered and ridiculous, like the Star Dragons.

Okay, I’m gonna stop rambling and try to keep writing.