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+old--machines 

      ↘ ↘ ———————— ❝ You are η σ τ н ι η g.❞

    She could feel it— the presence that attacked her mind, not clawing but pressing from every direction, smothering her and crushing her. It was not the same as an attack from a Jedi or Sith— it was not a someone, it was a something. Much like the Star Forge, it was ancient and it was darkness. But where the Star Forge had been barely sentient, tendrils slipping into a person’s mind and influencing them, this presence was a consciousness, aware and intelligent.

             ”… what are you?”