After all… why not? Why shouldn’t I keep it?
This is a good sword.
Dad (picks stick): If you are not with me then you are my enemy
Me: Only a Sith deals in absolutes. I will do what I must
Dad: You will try…
My Father would come to regret me keeping that stick.
My stick. My stick. My stick is better than BbbaaaaacoooNNNNNNN
The stick. You have become the very thing u swore to destroy
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