I get reborn into the Star Wars universe. Watch me grow up, join the empire and eventually become the new emperor of the galaxy.
I DO NOT OWN STAR WARS. IT BELONGS TO MICKEY MOUSE. ALSO, ALL ART USED GOES TO THEIR RESPECTIVE OWNERS.
A/N: a bunch of additional scenes that I did not include. First off, mc Salazar Covraii in anime style.
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Scene #1: childhood days in Akkadia
''And that was how king Shalmanessar I consolidated his power and made Akkadia a force to be reckoned with. After that, nearby systems soon realized Akkadia was not just some backwater planet but one that is capable of being a superpower.'' an olf scholar told me, teaching me the history lessons of old Akkadia.
''And this was the first recorded use of deportation, teacher?'' I asked.
''Yes. A practice that became standard for following kings. Entire populations displaced at a whim, far from their homeland while new groups came in. Hope for return was crushed and they became part of their new environment.'' the teacher told me.
I hmm'd at the explanation and was deep in thought. ''A practice that is both effective and cruel. I have... rather mixed feelings about this but... I cannot deny it's result.'' ______________________________________
Scene 2: some easy money
In the back alleys of Akkadia was me and my cousin Raggal. I had to voice my concerns about his plan. ''Really, Raggal? Our aunt will be mad at us.'' I told him.
''Just be quiet.'' Raggal told me. ''It's easy money, cous. You play the guitar and I sing. We get money for our pockets like that. Ummm... play 'Sultans of Swing'.''
''Fine. Just one song.'' I told him and I played the guitar to the tunes of the song Raggal sang. We made a hit and got a few hundred credits.
Then the cops showed up and we were taken back to the manor where my aunt and other relatives were less than pleased at our little stunt. However, my aunt was pleased I was getting to know my instruments more. ______________________________________
Scene 3: Salazar and Gary's academy days.
''Presents from your family, Sal?'' Gary asked me. We both shared the same room and a box came with my aunt's signature on it.
''Apparently so, Gary.'' I said to my new best friend and opened it. I slightly gasped as inside was a new lyre. ''No way. A lyre of the Ur model. A bit of silver too. Nice.''
''I didn't know you could play a musical instrument. That of all things.'' Gary commented.
''Tradition of my planet dictates that males be trained in how to play an instrument. Lyres in particular as they were a favourite of the great kings.'' I explained to Gary. ''I could teach you if you want.''
''Nah. I don't think it suits me, Sal. Thanks though.'' Gary replied.
''I shall respect your wishes, Gary.'' I replied back and felt the smooth wood of the lyre. I touched the strings and then adjusted them to fit the old songs and hymns of praises. I then sang a hymn in east-Akkadian language.
