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Braze stood in the training room, surrounded by a circle of candles, each with a small durasteel ball bearing atop it. He had been diligently practicing the first cadence of Faalo's cadences, and today, he felt particularly determined to perfect it.

With a focused gaze, he began the sequence, striking each ball bearing with precise control. The goal was to strike the bearings without hitting the candles beneath them. The room was filled with the soft hum of his lightsaber as he moved gracefully, his motions guided by the Force.

As he completed the cadence, he couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment. He had replicated it perfectly, striking all the ball bearings without a single error. It was a clear sign to his dedication and the progress he had made in his training.

Setting up once more, Braze decided to challenge himself further. He repeated the first cadence, and to his delight, he replicated it flawlessly for the second time. Confidence surged within him as he realized he was getting closer to mastering this ancient technique.

With a growing smile on his face, he set up for the third repetition. As he moved through the sequence once more, he felt a rush of exhilaration. Completing it perfectly three times in a row was a significant achievement. It filled him with a sense of exhilaration.
Braze wasn't done yet. He pushed himself further in mastering Faalo's cadence with dauntless resolve. With the blindfold securely tied around his eyes, he relied solely on his senses and the Force to guide him through the first cadence once more.

Thanks to his extremist training with the blindfold, Braze found this challenge, challenging but manageable. He knew that he needed to push his limits to become truly proficient in this unique lightsaber training technique.

Once he had achieved perfection in replicating the first cadence blindfolded, Braze decided to up the ante even further. He set up a slackline, a thin and flexible piece of webbing suspended between two points, and stepped onto it with the blindfold securely in place. This new challenge required not only a deep connection with the Force but also a heightened sense of balance and control.

Undeterred, Braze committed himself to this task with fervor, determined to master the art of Faalo's cadence in all its intricacies.



 




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As he stood on the slackline, blindfolded, he could feel every subtle shift in his balance, every minute vibration of the webbing beneath his feet. The room around him was silent except for the occasional flicker of the candles and his own steady breathing.​

He raised his lightsaber, feeling the familiar weight and balance of the weapon in his hand. He closed his eyes behind the blindfold, centering himself, reaching out with his senses to feel the presence of the ball bearings atop the candles. The Force flowed through him, a guiding presence that connected him to his surroundings.

With a deep breath, Braze began the first cadence. His movements were slow at first, cautious as he adjusted to the added difficulty of balancing on the slackline. Each strike was deliberate, guided more by his connection to the Force than by sight. The soft hum of his lightsaber was a constant companion as he moved through the sequence, striking each ball bearing with precision. Initially he had some trouble adjusting to the minute shifts but he honed in with each mark of failure being used to adjust and focus down.

As he progressed, his confidence grew. His movements became more fluid, more assured. He could feel the slackline beneath him, but it no longer seemed an obstacle. It was just another part of the environment he was connected to through the Force.


Over the course of a month, Braze dedicated himself to mastering Faalo's first and second cadences, a series of intricate lightsaber maneuvers that required not only physical dexterity but also a deep connection with the Force. His journey through these stages was marked by struggle, perseverance, and gradual progress.


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Week 1: Initial Attempts

In the first week, Braze began with the basic movements of the first cadence. His initial attempts were clumsy, often resulting in the ball bearings being knocked off the candles. Each failure was teaching him the importance of precision and control. He spent hours repeating the movements, slowly improving his accuracy. Despite the frustration of repeated failures, he persisted, driven by a deep desire to master the technique.

Week 2: Gaining Confidence

By the second week, Braze's movements became more fluid, and his strikes more accurate. He could now consistently hit the ball bearings without disturbing the candles. However, when he attempted to increase his speed, his accuracy faltered. The challenge was to find the balance between speed and precision. He spent this week focusing on this aspect, gradually increasing his pace while maintaining control.

Week 3: Blindfolded Trials

The third week brought a new challenge: performing the cadence blindfolded. This required Braze to rely solely on his connection to the Force, a task that proved to be incredibly difficult. His initial attempts were met with failure, as he struggled to sense the bearings without the aid of sight. Each day, he spent hours blindfolded, using the Force to guide his movements. Slowly, he began to improve, but the task remained daunting.

Week 4: The Slackline Challenge

In the final week, Braze introduced the slackline into his training, adding the element of balance to the already complex task. The first few days were marked by numerous falls and failures. Balancing on the slackline while blindfolded and performing the cadences seemed almost impossible. However, Braze refused to give up. Each fall was followed by a quick return to the slackline, each failure a motivation to try again.

As the days passed, his balance improved, and he began to complete parts of the cadence while on the slackline. But mastering the entire sequence in these conditions remained beyond his reach as the month concluded.

He worked on this with obsessive discipline until he could replicate a sucessful pass thrice over.


Braze, having mastered the first and second cadences of Vo'ren Faalo's series, approached the third cadence with apprehension. The third cadence was a significant step up in complexity and required a heightened level of sensory awareness and control.

The second cadence, with its seventy-two candles set in a full circle around him, had been challenging, but Braze had gradually mastered it. He had learned to strike each ball bearing without turning to face each candle, a feat that honed his body control and spatial awareness. Now, able to perform the first and second cadences blindfolded and on a slackline, Braze felt confident in his abilities on that step now.

However, the third cadence presented a new level of difficulty. It involved 180 candles set at two-degree intervals in a full circle, a significant increase in the number of targets compared to the previous cadences. The objective was to strike every fifth ball bearing without turning, preparing him for irregular attack patterns from all sides.

As Braze began the third cadence, he immediately noticed the difference. The sheer number of candles and the requirement to hit every fifth ball bearing without turning demanded an exceptional level of precision and foresight. His initial attempts were marked by frequent mistakes; he either missed the bearings or accidentally struck the candles.

The rhythm of the third cadence was different from the previous ones. It required a different approach, one that Braze struggled to adapt to in the beginning. He had to recalibrate his sense of timing and spatial awareness, learning to anticipate the position of the bearings without the need to physically see them.

Despite the initial setbacks, Braze was determined to master this new challenge. He spent hours practicing, slowly getting accustomed to the rhythm and pattern of the third cadence.
Braze's journey through the third cadence of Vo'ren Faalo's series was markedly different from his experiences with the first two. The complexity of the third cadence, with its 180 candles and the requirement to strike every fifth ball bearing without turning, presented a challenge that Braze found increasingly difficult to overcome. Unlike the previous cadences, where he could quickly learn from his mistakes and adjust, the third cadence seemed to amplify his errors, leading to mounting frustration.

As days turned into weeks, Braze's usual resilience began to wane. Each session ended with more mistakes than successes, and the sense of accomplishment he once felt was replaced by a growing sense of defeat. He began to overthink each movement, his mind clouded with doubt and uncertainty. The fluidity and grace he had mastered in the first two cadences seemed just out of reach in the third.

One evening, after yet another grueling practice session, Braze's emotions finally caught up with him. Exhausted, both physically and mentally, he deactivated his lightsaber and let it drop to the ground. He sank to his knees amidst the circle of candles, the weight of his perceived failures pressing down on him. Tears welled up in his eyes, a rare occurrence for the usually stoic Jedi.

For a moment, Braze allowed himself to feel the full extent of his frustration and disappointment. He cried quietly, the tears streaming down his face as he consodered the intense pressure he had placed on himself.


 

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Ko stepped through the halls of the temple after having practiced rather basic exercise with the help of a droid. But it was one that he couldn’t see much to gain from since he already understood the nature of it. Try as he might, he couldn’t wipe his memories of the holocron that inspired him to try it out for himself. Alone with his steps came a distinctive tap as well. If someone didn’t see him, they might picture some little green elder hobbling through the halls with a cane that helped ease the strain on their old joint.

Instead it was just the young Kel Dor with the wooden rod that his master had fashioned for him. On one hand he had a small thermos filled with hot green tea. As he sipped and passed a room he felt a tinge of negativity from within it as well as a familiar presence.

Ko let out a sigh, getting a pretty clear idea of what was going down. Walking over to the door he wondered if he should go into the training room. If he should give the padawan inside the space to vent alone. But quickly made up his mind. Holding his walking stick up some he used it to tap gently against the door a few times before stepping inside.

“Hmm… I'm gonna take a guess and say that your training hasn’t been fruitful.” He said to the tearful teenage boy. Still holding his hot cup of tea he took another sip of it through his straw. Ko sensed that this was another endeavor of Braze’s to prove himself to… well himself, again.

The Elder Padawan took note of the strange setup they had. Part of him humorously wondered if the Echani boy had taken his circus analogy to heart. “Have been letting your expectations dominate your training again, Braze?” He questioned, his tone lacking much sensitivity. Instead Ko spoke with a more straightforward manner. Perhaps he was losing a bit of his patience with Braze’s frustrating desire to live up to his own prodigious expectations.

Thinking to himself, Ko wondered if perhaps Braze might find more use out of the exercise he had been testing earlier for himself. Since he was certain Braze was unaware of such a test. Perhaps Ko could take the role of a temporary teacher for once, if the younger padawan would be willing.
 




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Braze's reaction to the sudden tapping sound was one of startled surprise. He had been so deeply ensconced in his own whirlwind of emotions and frustrations that the external world had faded into a blur. As he sat up, his movements were sluggish, weighed down by the heaviness of his thoughts. He rubbed his eyes, a gesture that served as a physical reminder to reinforce his mental shields, which had momentarily slipped in his distracted state.

His gaze, when it finally met Ko's, was clouded with a sullenness that seemed to seep into his very posture. His shoulders were slumped, and there was a stubborn set to his jaw, a silent display of internal struggle he was grappling with.

"It's not like I'm trying to..." he began, his voice barely above a whisper, a squeak that betrayed his inner turmoil. He sniffled, a small, almost childlike sound, and rubbed at his eyes again, as if trying to physically wipe away his frustrations.

With a heavy sigh that seemed to carry the weight of his world, Braze moved to fetch some water. The action was automatic, a learned response in an attempt to ground himself. He doused himself with the cold liquid, the shock of it against his skin momentarily jolting him back to the present. The coldness of the water served as a stark contrast to the heat of his emotions, a fleeting comfort from the chaos of his thoughts.

"It's just... impossibly difficult," he continued, his voice gaining a slight edge, a hint of defiance in his tone. "I'm at an impasse where I can't seem to advance... nothing I try works!" The words tumbled out in a rush, a torrent of pent-up frustration. He began to pace back and forth, his movements erratic and unsteady, his arms gesturing wildly as if trying to physically grasp the elusive solution to his dilemma.

"It's just... I don't know... I feel like I'm going crazy," he confessed, the raw honesty in his voice laying bare the depth of his struggle. "I should be able to do this, but it's just... monumentally difficult." . Braze was the picture of a young man caught in the throes of a battle with himself, stubborn and sullen, yet undeniably vulnerable. The factthat it was Ko who had stumbled across him had given him leewayto be vulnerable to a small degre einfront of the other.
 

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Ko listened to Braze’s frustrations. Hearing the boy express how they felt like whatever it was that they were doing was impossible. “Monumentally Difficult?” Ko repeated in a questioning tone. Stepping a bit closer while his cane tapped the floor. “You say that you should be able to do this, yet you can't. Is this because you overestimated yourself, or underestimated the task ahead?” He asked, knowing that it could very likely be a bit of column A and a bit of column B. Still though he had no idea what Braze was even attempting here.

“Here, take a break from whatever this is and follow me.” Ko figured that he could pass on a bit of wisdom to his ‘lower classmen’ now. Picking his cane up some he casually rested it on his shoulder as he walked back out of the room. Not even checking to see if Braze was following him, since he already knew that the boy was close behind. He led them back to the training room he had been using earlier.

“Oh good, it seems like everything is still in place.” Ko said as he stepped into the dark training room. “Hold on… I forgot.” He then stepped over and turned on the lights. Inside the training room were three sizable wooden crates. None of them were labeled or had any discernible features. Walking up to the crates he placed a hand on one, and recalled what it contained. “I have an idea that may help with whatever doubts you might be feeling right now. Are you interested?” Ko had come to believe that to any Force Adept, be they Jedi, Sith, or anyone else. Doubt was they’re greatest enemy, it was a poison that would leave even the strongest weak and helpless.
 




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Braze, with a soft sigh, allowed the last remnants of his tension to fade. He dried his eyes and followed after Ko.

His gaze, once clouded with the fog of emotional distress, now began to focus more keenly on his surroundings. The crates, scattered haphazardly yet purposefully around the area, caught his attention.

He paused for a moment, tilting his head slightly as he regarded them.

"So... you have boxes?"
Braze asked.

 

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“Yes, hopefully they’ll be more insightful for you than for myself.” Ko said as he stepped around them some. “Each one is filled with something different. Each one offers a unique challenge.” Ko began to explain before climbing up and sitting on top of one of the boxes while still holding his cane.

Pointing to the first of the three he spoke. “This one here contains nothing but air, I want you to gently lift it up three times before setting it back down. After that I wish for you to do the same to the second box. It is filled with Neuranium, the heaviest and most dense metal in the known galaxy. Do these simple tasks and we can continue with the exercise.” Ko explained to Braze, it was a pretty standard task. It was a modified lesson he learned about from an old holocron. Between a prodigal student and a certain little green grandmaster.

But there was a hidden twist, a lie, spoken so casually by the Kel Dor. The twist was that both boxes were empty, nothing but hollow wooden cubes. The one filled with Neuranium was the one Ko was currently sitting upon. He predicted that Braze would lift the first box with ease, but struggle more with the 3 three ton cube.
 




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Braze's gaze shifted from Ko to the boxes laid out before him. The Kel Dor's explanation seemed straightforward enough, and he appreciated the simplicity of the task at hand. It was a welcome change from his intense and obsessive saber training.

He extended his hand toward the first box, his fingers hovering just above its surface. Focusing his thoughts, he channeled the Force to lift it gently. To his delight, the box responded readily to his command, rising from the ground with ease. He repeated the motion two more times, each lift as effortless as the last, and set the box down precisely where it had been.

Confidence swelled within him as he turned his attention to the second box, which Ko had mentioned was filled with Neuranium, the heaviest and densest metal known in the galaxy. Braze couldn't help but feel a hint of apprehension. Nevertheless, he approached the challenge with vigor.

As he reached out with the Force to grasp the second box, he immediately sensed the difference. This one was heavier, denser, and he could feel the resistance as he attempted to lift it. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead as he strained, the box trembling in place. It was a far greater effort than the first box, and Braze struggled to control the Neuranium-filled cube.

The young Jedi gave it his all, but the box remained heavy and unyielding. It was as if he was trying to lift the weight of the galaxy itself. Braze's breath grew heavy, and he could feel the strain in his muscles and the tug on his connection to the Force.

With one final push of effort, he managed to lift the box a few inches off the ground, holding it there for a moment before lowering it with a controlled descent. He let out a sigh of relief, his body trembling from the exertion. He panted lightly as he turned to Ko.

"I don't think I can do that again... "



 

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Ko simply sat there to observe how Braze moved the boxes, the first one went about as expected, it was just a simple wooden crate. Pretty much any Force Adept could do that. But he simply sat there without expression as the younger padawan began to lift the other empty box.

The effectiveness of his ruse was surprising to Ko. Even he thought that Braze might see through it some. Part of him felt a little bad that the echani boy trusted him so entirely, but this lesson required misdirection. Ko watched as it was barely lifted up on the floor. After Braze set it down and explained that it was too difficult to continue.

“That’s okay Braze…” He replied with a nod to try and reassure the younger padawan. “Pure Neuranium can be so dense and heavy it can create its own gravitational field, or at least bend them. It’s also an excellent shield for blocking radiation, and can even hold up well against lightsabers.” Ko explained, wanting Braze not to feel too upset over not being able to lift the box, even if it was still empty. Gently he scooted off the box he was sitting on before explaining the rest of what he wanted Braze to do.

“Alright, now there’s one last thing I want you to do. Firstly, lift the first box and place it on top of the second. Then I want you to put this last box on the top of both of them. But be very careful. Inside of it are some extremely fragile yet light glass artifacts. Collectively they weigh less than a feather, yet can shatter from a simple shake. Once you do that the true purpose of this lesson will be revealed and hopefully aid you in the journey as a Jedi.” Ko said, saying that this exercise may not just give him some insight for now, but possibly their entire life. Which was honestly a pretty big sell. But Ko genuinely believed this was an important thing that every Force Adept should know in their life. He stepped over beside Braze and gave them a nod, signaling the young boy to begin. The twist was, the box he said was filled with lightweight yet fragile glass was actually filled with very heavy metals.
 




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Ko's reassurance and explanation about the properties of Neuranium helped ease Braze's disappointment. He nodded, appreciating the information and understanding that this was a challenging task.

As Ko moved off the box he had been sitting on, he revealed the final part of the exercise.

Braze took a deep breath, understanding the described task. He knew that the true purpose of this lesson was about to be revealed, and he was eager to learn. Ko's words about how this exercise could aid him in his journey as a Jedi resonated with him and made him hungry for further knowledge.

With a focused expression, Braze reached out with the Force and gently lifted the first box. He carefully placed it on top of the second one, trying to balance it as best as he could. Then, he turned his attention to the last box, which he believed contained delicate glass artifacts. He focused on it, slowly and steadily lifting it into the air, his concentration razor sharp and intense as he did in fact levitate the box slowly and carefully above the others before he released his hold once the wood was perfectly lined up with the one beneath it.

Little did he know that the twist in this exercise would soon be revealed, challenging his perception and testing his abilities further.

As Braze carefully levitated the last box, believing it contained fragile glass artifacts, he concentrated intently on maintaining its balance and preventing any accidental damage. His hands trembled slightly as he held the box suspended in the air. The weight of the box felt different from what he had expected, but he attributed it to the fragility of the supposed contents.

With a thunderous crash and a cacophony of splintering wood and shattering glass, the top box smashed violently through the two boxes beneath it. It was as if the box had contained a heavyweight, and the impact was powerful enough to send wooden debris and imaginary glass shards flying in all directions.

Braze's eyes widened in shock and confusion as he watched the chaos unfold before him. The truth became painfully apparent—Ko had deceived him. The first two boxes had been empty all along, and the last box contained heavy metal, not fragile glass.

His mind raced to comprehend what had just happened. The unexpected turn of events left him feeling disoriented and bewildered. He had been so focused on the exercise, so sure of what he was doing, only to have his perception shattered along with the wooden boxes.

Braze's hands trembled, and he slowly lowered himself to the floor, his gaze fixed on the wreckage. He was stunned.
 

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Ko eagerly watched as Braze moved the boxes around, witnessing them move the heavy box made him smirk under his mask. Believing that if Braze had known that it was full of heavy metals then it would be much more difficult for them to telekinetically lift.

The elder padawan readied for what was about to happen. When the heavy box crashed through the other two. He didn’t even react to it, just standing there calmly. Feeling the impact shake the ground they stood on some. But he didn’t need eyes to feel Braze’s shock. Ko turned his body towards the echani boy and let out a humored chuckle, now ‘grinning’ under his mask. Pleased that the exercise seemed to work.

“Well, I think an explanation is now in order…” Ko said as he gathered his thoughts on how to convey what just happened. “This exercise relies on a fair bit of misdirection. Oftentimes when using The Force, subjective reality can be just as important as objective reality. You believed the second box was full of extremely heavy metals. So you struggled to lift it. When it was in fact, empty. The last box was the only one with anything in it, and it was full of heavy metals. But you believed it was light, so you lifted it without issue. I leaned about this in a old holocron, I modified it some to try and hammer home the point and make it a little more interesting. Do you understand?”

Ko asked, wanting to make sure that Braze was actually taking in what he was saying. A measure of confidence and faith was key to making the most of harnessing The Force. “I guess I should apologize about deceiving you, but I hope you know why a bit of misdirection was required for this exercise. Plus I thought it would help with the problem you were having earlier in whatever sort of tight rope, candlelit summoning ritual you were performing earlier."
 




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All Braze could do was stare in bewildered sentiment as his mind, fractured and overwhelmed, processed everything he saw. He listened to Ko's words in silence, seemingly at a loss for words. Even when Ko finished speaking, Braze didn't seem capable of forming complete thoughts for a response. His mind was evidently active, pondering deeply.

He shifted his gaze towards Ko, a slight frown creasing his brow as he considered the possibility that Ko had deceived him. Yet, he was also contemplating the apology and explanation. "Ah... Thanks... this, uh, puts some things into a new perspective for me... I..." he trailed off, uncertain how to feel about his previous training.

He felt as though he shouldn't be troubled by it, as if he were his only real obstacle. This might have been partially true, but as Braze considered it further, he understood that there were real limitations. However, he also recognized that Ko was trying to help him break free from the self-imposed constraints of his own psyche.

He blinked slowly still just staring at the boxes in disbelief trying to come to terms with what he had just experienced.

 

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Ko noted the lack of articulation in Braze right now. Wondering if perhaps he blew his mind more than he had anticipated. He wasn’t sure if it had more to do with the fact that Ko deceived him or just the shocking twist and revelation over what he’d accomplished. He then considered the broken boxes for a moment, a little worried that they might get scolded for the racket they made from it. Of course Ko would take full responsibility if it came to that.

“Now I don’t want you thinking that you can just start shoving around capital ships with The Force like they’re toys okay. Firstly just because you’re aware of you mental hurdles, it doesn’t mean you’ll instantly overcome them. Also it’s important to be mindful of your capabilities. Just because you may be able to easily fling a boulder at someone doesn’t mean that you should.” Ko said, not wanting this lesson for Braze to backfire and have them accidentally do something that was overkill just because they could. Considering his whole ordeal with Stormforged Wrath recently. “The main ideas I want you to take away, is to better trust in The Force, and to be aware of how our understanding of things can shape our performance. Now tell me Braze, how are you feeling?”

Ko asked, he could only gauge how Braze was feeling to a point, and wanted the younger padawan to explain how they might be feeling. If they might be feeling overwhelmed, or perhaps a little betrayed feeling. The Kel Dor also took this as an opportunity to see how he might try to be a teacher in the future, if such a fate was in store for him.
 




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Braze nodded silently, his dazed and surreal racing thoughts gradually slowing down. He pushed himself up and stood on his feet, dusting himself off as he blinked. "Right..." he trailed off, appearing stunned and unable to offer much in this moment. The question about how he felt seemed to grab his attention, and he turned toward Ko, blinking again. "I don't know... Small?" Braze stated, after searching his feelings and settling on a word that seemed fitting for his current state. "I appreciate this eye-opening experience," he added slowly, his voice strangely calm and steady, carrying a quiet, deliberate tone.

With a cautious curiosity, he bent down and began inspecting the wreckage. He knelt beside the broken crates, his gloved hands hovering over the scattered fragments. His fingers traced the jagged edges of the damaged containers, feeling the splintered wood and sharp metal. He nudged a piece of crate with the front of his boot.

The thought of the demanding routines, the precise strikes, and the relentless focus on his training echoed in his mind yet still but this time the criticism came quieter.
 

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