So...uh, wow. Apparently I'm going to be a jedi. This is...really not my usual thing.
It started yesterday when I happened to cross Darth Vaders path in towns. When one of my friends attacked him, I felt compelled to at least help the poor guy escape before he got his limbs chopped off. So I sent a blast of firaga and his back, and Darth Vader was impressed. He said his master could use my talents. I guess magic is almost like the force. Maybe it IS the force in that universe.
Anyway, he's been persuing me ever since! The last time, General Kenobi came to my aide. Though I was hesitant, he took me to see Master Yoda. I felt embarresed. I hate having so much attention on me when I feel I don't deserve it. They say that, while they thought Lukee Skywalker was the chosen one, or his father before him, it's possible now that the prophecy was misread and I'M the chosen one. Seriously!
So I said there was no way. I'm just a spy. I only observe. Besides, I'm from a different universe. Master yoda only said that even the smallest pepple contains force, and that a translation of the prophecy says that the chosen one may come from another galaxy.
Needless to say, I was quite flustered and overwhelmed. Master Yoda said that Kenobi could be my master, and before I knew it, I'm wearing this stupid helmet that I can't see through, and waving a sword made of heat and light.
I'm still not sure about this. My friends tell me all the time that I can be a hero too. I've always wanted to, but accepted that that role just wasn't for me. But...if I am the chosen one, and I could save this universe or destroy it...I can't turn my back on them. I've promised to do my best to bring balance to the force.
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