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Grian removed a disassembled part of his lightsaber hilt, and examined it closely. Then, he took out a piece of cloth, and polished the side of the part. He repeated this process multiple times until every part of his disassembled lighrsaber is shining in the binary sunlight on Tatooine.
Grian was a Jedi Master who served the Republic before Chancellor Ren took control of it and announced the formation of the Galactic Empire, after that, the Emperor executed the secret Order 66, wiping out most of the Jedi around the galaxy, many of whom were close friends of Grian. And the remaining Jedi are scattered across the edges of the galaxy, unable to contact or feel each other through the force.
Grian had no choice but to flee to a little desert planet, out of the Empire's reach. He was fortunate enough to meet two mechanics who were also looking to settle on the planet and they were Tango and Zedaph.
The only remnants remained from the era of the republic was his lightsaber and a holocron.
'Hey G,' His friend Tango popped his head into Grian's room, 'Lunch is ready.'
'Great, what are we having today?' Grian set down his emulator, 'Rations?'
'Yep.'
Grian followed Tango down to the living room of their house, where Zedaph is holding a stone cup, sighing.
'Man, the earnings from the repair shop is not cutting it.' Zedaph sighed, 'By the way, your shift tomorrow, G.'
'Maybe we should try something else, like bounty hunting.' Suggested Tango.
'Nah. Hunting and killing's not my thing.'
Suddenly a beeping noise coming from the door can be heard across the living room.
'What the...' Tango murmured.
Grian opened the door, exposing a blue, tin-can like droid. When he saw the droid, Grian's eyes widened.
'Grumbot?'
The little droid shook violently in excitement, Grian stared at it in disbelief, impossible, hadn't this poor little droid died in the Clone Wars?
'Grumbot, what-?' Grian started, suddenly, Grumbot activated a hologram.
A woman with orange curly hair appeared, 'This is Gemini Tay, the leader of the Rebel Alliance, and we need your help, Master Dreamslayer.'
The hologram flickered and died.
Grian looked up, Tango and Zedaph's faces lit with shock and confusion.
'Grian, what the heck was that?'
Grian sighed, 'There is something I never told you,' He took out the pieces of his old saber from his utility belt. And slowly, piece by piece, Grian assembled his lightsaber while Tango and Zedaph started in confusion and shock.
'You see...' Grian held up the hilt of his saber, feeling the button, he ignites his lightsaber, the blinding beam of blue shone across the room, 'I was a Jedi.'