Star Wars: Force Bound 2 Looking What One Has

The light slowly faded and what came was once more total darkness. Since nothing really changed Jack started to panic a little bit now.

´Hey...´ vibrated in his mind. Jack tried to talk and he got so used to the place he was prior that he didn't even notice that he was actually thinking now and not really talking anymore.

Every word in the last discussion with the being was in his state of mind all along. The deepest part of it, where one's consciousness and unconsciousness were one and the same. The pure essence of one's soul.

´HEEEEEY!´ He seemed to be very adamant about getting a response or at least some kind of answer from the being. But his tries just hit a wall it seemed.

´d.a.m.n, so I just had hallucinations...But what happens now? Will I start to go crazy in this freaking isolation? This time it will be even worse since I am of a clear head, d.a.m.n it!´, he contemplated the bad situation that he was thrown in once more.

[Would the soul please be quiet? *bzzzt* Correction...Would host please be quiet? I am calibrating the system inside the host´s body right now and need concentration. Progress 3%...]

´Oh...Sorry I guess. d.a.m.n, I am grateful that you are here with me. I really thought I would end up going crazy...Say, why are we in such a dark place again?´, asked Jack and tried to engage in a conversation. But once more only silence was given as a response.

´....I will wait then...´, he sighed inwardly because the being or better to say his system seemed to be really busy. But he also had the feeling it just wanted to ignore him.

And after a long time pa.s.sed together with a portion of awkwardness, it finally came.

[System is now fully implemented. The host can now use the following commands: Status, Inventory, and Skills. To answer the host´s last question. Right now host is carbonated and needs to be defrosted. All stats -100%. Current Buffs are +Living Time Capsule+, +Immobile+,+Blind+,+Deaf+,+Mute+. I advise host to just relax and wait...]

After hearing that explanation he freaked out a little. ´What! Why the h.e.l.l am I carbonized in freaking carbonite!? Also...what is with that weird status effect called +Living Time Capsule+?´

[Host has chosen a very old and extinct race. Normally, that would not be bad or anything. But since the host has created one of the purest sith bloodlines and also chosen the time to be 25 BBY, it became somewhat of a problem. There is no race or other beings that have that amount of pure Sith bloodline in them. Some changes to the timeline needed to be made. So the host ended up as a Sith from a few thousand years ago.]

´That is true. With that, I could become a sith in the present timeline and also would have a background if someone asked how a pureblood is still alive...But still, how?´, thought Jack about it.

[To explain this is also simple. The technology to carbonite already existed for thousands of years in the eternal empire. It is not something new. I should probably give the host more information. The host was a slave that was later carbonized for research after being found out to have an immense pure bloodline. With that, the host was basically kept as a research object for years. Time flowed onward and host became a collector's item at some point that was kept in many vaults of certain n.o.ble families or rich merchants.]

The Systems answer was very lengthy and detailed about his backstory. Come to think about it. It also just seemed to have ignored his previous question about the debuff.

´Holy c.r.a.p...Well, that kinda makes sense why I would be kept safe and sound over the millenia...with a lot of plot armor and luck that is...Why do I have the feeling this will still haunt me later? Also, a slave? Really? Should I not have been a warrior with my high force sensitivity and bloodline?´, commented Jack on his backstory.

He did remember that he would get some background because he reincarnated with his friends. But like this? ´Also, just call me Jack.´, he added.

[...Affirmative, Jack. You chose to create a Sith that followed very closely to his primal roots, showing remarkable traits of pureblood Sith and Ma.s.sa.s.si. You would have become a splendid warrior if fate didn't just see it differently. There was also a certain reason why that happened in the end. Your pa.s.sive trait of being a true force being is still part of a millenniold child of the force. So you needed to be a millenniold for it to be active...While that was done, your new body was auto-piloted by the semi-integrated system until you finally awoke inside it... Without you in control, the system was not able to increase its strength. Meaning it could not level up and therefore ended up being very weak. Even you should know that someone with a level of only 1 is equal to a normal civilian. No warrior caste would want them. Therefore the body only could accept slavery as its fate to sustain it and keep it alive...]

It shortly paused

[...In slavery your body got its bloodline discovered and because of prior mentioned research reason, your force sensitivity was rather neglected by the people that imprisoned you. They only wanted to dissect and reap benefits from your body. Besides that, your force sensitivity was also overshadowed by your warrior traits. Coupled with the fact that you have not awoken at that time, your bodies sensitivity only manifested around age 17. By that time you were already fated to live in a lab. But don't fret. Now you have complete control over your fate and you decide the future outcomes of your life...Jack]

´d.a.m.n...This is...Good thing I didn't go through all that c.r.a.p myself.´

Just imagining to be a slave in the time of the old republic. Even worse, to be a slave on Korriban. He was somewhat happy about not being conscious.

´Well, I guess I could have figured that out on my own. And here I thought I would get a completely new body out of thin air. That probably is one of the restrictions you mentioned...Well, let's change the subject and see what my status and skills say. I am somewhat curious now. Status!´, said Jack after contemplating his backstory a little.

[Affirmative.]

Shrugging it all off he focused his gaze at the somewhat translucent screen with his information on it. There were also some notes in it that looked to be made by the system.

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-Status-

Name: Jack Shea

Age: 20

Race: ??? +Contains 96% Sith Pureblood DNA and 4% other things. Jack, please name your creation.+

Job: Collector´s Item

Level:1 (0.00%)

t.i.tle: Useless Slave

HP 10/10

MP 10/10

STR: 0 --> 10+1

VIT: 0 --> 10+1

AGI: 0 --> 8

INT: 0 --> 4

WIS: 0 --> 2

LUCK: 0 --> 10

Force Affinity: 10

Status Points: 0

Money: 0

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+First time note: Highest value at level 1 = 10. Jack, you got remarkable luck in surviving millennia in carbonite. Your racial traits and genetic make-up are going for a warrior build. So max STR and VIT with high AGI.+]

If Jack could move then his mouth would twitch somewhat because of the job and t.i.tle he had at the moment. Good thing those can be unequipped.

´Those numbers in front of those arrows are my stats when I did not inhabit my body or is it the debuff?´, he asked.

[Both. The Debuff reduces them to 0 and before you regained your consciousness in this world they were in the very low ranges of 1 and 2.] A short and precise answer.

´Alright, name my race Royal Sith and open up my skills and inventory.´, he ordered with an understanding tone.

[Naming race and saving data...Done.] After that, his inventory opened up on the right side of his status and his skill window did the same on the left.

There was nothing in the inventory right now and he only had some rags as clothing on his body. What a start. Where are those starter packs and the shop?

Noticing that he was getting agitated for no reason he went on to his skill window. He could just ask the system later about those things. And if there was nothing like that then it would also be fine.

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-Skills-

Relevant:

+ True Force Being (World/Pa.s.sive). Level 1 (0.1%) +

- Increases Affinity to the Force by 10. Each level increases the connection by another 2 points.

+ Ma.s.sa.s.si Body (Genetic/Pa.s.sive). Level 4(5.43%) +

- This unique genetic makeup increases your strength and resilience. Every 5 level increase these effects by another 5% each.

- Currently 10% = Strength + 1, Vitality + 1

+ Survival Instinct (Common/Pa.s.sive). Level 20(13.34%) +

- You learned how to get by every day with just water and small crumbs of bred. Hunger and thirst don't show up as often and satiation lasts longer. Each level increases said effects.

+ Pain Tolerance (Common/Pa.s.sive). Level 12(87.42%) +

- You know how pain feels. Your body reduces 6% of incoming damage and also has a chance of 3% to negate any debuffs that concern your body. Every level increases the damage reduction by 0.5% and negation chance by 0.25%

Side:

+ Sith Language (Pa.s.sive) Level MAX +

- You can speak the old ancient language of the Sith Purebloods. Not that it would be very useful now...

+ Common Galactic Language (Pa.s.sive) Level MAX +

- You can speak the common language everyone in the galaxy can understand. Well, ain´t that impressive...

+ Jawa Language (Pa.s.sive) Level MAX +

- You can understand the little thief's language. Now you can talk gibberish...

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´Interesting. I guess I got 2 skills from my life as a slave and 2 from me being a Sith. But what I don't get is why do I speak Jawa? Or is it Jawaish? Don't tell me...´, mumbled Jack and thought about a certain possibility. But it couldn't be, right?

Well, now he had to just wait and get out of this d.a.m.n prison. Come to think of it.

´Right, did you really mean I just have to wait? What if I don't get defrosted?´ , asked Jack his system.

[Then you will remain a collector´s item and die at some point when you break...]

´c.r.a.p...By the way. Let's give you a name. Hmm...How about Terra or Relifica?´

[...Why do you want to give me a female name?]

´Well, I somewhat get the feeling you are female? Don't know. How about Brook then?´, said Jack and kept thinking about other names if the system really didn't like them.

[Terra is fine.]

Jack smiled somewhat. Maybe now those weird comments in his language skills will disappear? He had the feeling that getting on the good side of his guide was not a bad idea.

´Alright, Terra it is. Now, time to wait I guess...´, he said confidently.

But not 5 minutes later he got kinda paranoid. Maybe it was his already existing feeling of loneliness he gathered up when he was in his soul state.

´Hey, Terra...Can we play cards or something to pa.s.s the time?´, he asked her out of boredom.

[...Sure] And a display appeared with some games to choose from. There were a minesweeper, solitaire, and spider.

´Wait, can you maybe also run real games like The Witcher or something?

[No, those need to be brought... I can only do so much at the beginning...Just like a new windows system without any apps on it besides the standard ones. That should be the best comparison for you.]

´So you read my memories?´, he asked after hearing her response and connected the dots.

[Partly. Reason for that is to explain things easier to you.]

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Meanwhile in front of Jack his carbonated body another two guys are looking at each other in suspicion.

"Who the h.e.l.l are you.", asked the male guy with brown hair and a height of 1.8 meters.

"I could ask you the freaking same. I was freaking shot a moment ago. Everything went dark and now you stand in front of me.", answered a way shorter figure. Maybe 1.4 meters? What was noticeable was the weird sounds it made from under its hood. "And where the h.e.l.l do you come from? Why are you so huge, man?"

The first guy, who was for certain a human, looked at the short figure and somewhat became nervous now. Why could he understand those weird sounds it made? And where the h.e.l.l was he? But after hearing that the guy was shot it somewhat turned a switch in his head.

"Wait...Jack?", asked the human and stared at the figure.

"Huh? Why do you know my friend's name? That's even more suspicious!!", said the little figure and pointed its hand at him. But at that moment he noticed his attire and looked down at himself. "What the..." It took a little bit

"OMG! THIS CANT BE!", he screamed after he came to a realization.

After some hysterical screaming, he stopped and looked back at the human in front of himself. "Are you Ben? Considering you asked me if I am Jack, you should not be Jack...", he asked him.

Ben pointed at himself now. He was the one in the new human body. Well, he was human once more "I am Ben...Wait that means you are David! What the h.e.l.l is going on here!? You also died!? s.h.i.+t!! That d.a.m.n masked f.u.c.ktard got us all! Where are we now!?"

David signaled him with his hands to calm down. "Calm down...I have to tell you...It looks like we reincarnated into Star wars, mate..." Then another switch in his mind triggered after looking back up at Ben. "But d.a.m.n you b.a.s.t.a.r.d got lucky being a human! I am a freaking Jawa!", he explained with a collected mind at first but just freaked out himself again in feeling wronged to be a short alien!

If this continues these two idiots will never get Jack out of his prison.