[Luke was the first to tell him about what it was to fight his own dark side amongst the fog and murky water of Dagobah. Incapable of discerning the difference between reality and his own mind, the only one he supposedly wounded was himself.
Weak-willed as Skywalker proved to be, Kylo Ren had never taken heed of the story. Now, with Ben firmly in his grasp and his own throat constricting for it (he feels it, knows it, even as he endeavors to outlast his reflection) he understands what it had truly meant. There's no winning this battle without it costing him dearly, and there's no advantage he can press entirely unaffected. His arm slips an inch. Two. And then his hold on Soloz gives way, leaving Ren coughing and gasping for air in his own space, gripping Vader's altar to stay upright in the process.
They are connected through the Force; that is the start and the end of it. The light and its cast shadow.]
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Weak-willed as Skywalker proved to be, Kylo Ren had never taken heed of the story. Now, with Ben firmly in his grasp and his own throat constricting for it (he feels it, knows it, even as he endeavors to outlast his reflection) he understands what it had truly meant. There's no winning this battle without it costing him dearly, and there's no advantage he can press entirely unaffected. His arm slips an inch. Two. And then his hold on Soloz gives way, leaving Ren coughing and gasping for air in his own space, gripping Vader's altar to stay upright in the process.
They are connected through the Force; that is the start and the end of it. The light and its cast shadow.]