*The hot Tatooine sunlight streams through a window in a guesthouse in Mos Eisely, not far from the Cantina. A man groans and sits up.*
Deac: Bloody hell, how much did I drink last night? I had this insane, universe shattering dream which involved mythology from planets I've never even heard of, all kinds of extra dimensional travel, prophecies, gods and demons, and gradually less and less to do with the galaxy I know, then more, then less again. And this whole crazy family. That was messed up. Oh well, time to overthrow the Empire!
Maybe after breakfast....
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