Detritus Ren
Hello all! While you may know me as writing the Father known as Kyrel Ren. While yes I enjoy writing how bloodthirsty he is. I’ve wanted to focus on his Son. Largely forgotten about due to his Father’s pursuits for destruction and power. Jin is largely an outsider. Casting off the suit that tried to keep the Sith corruption at bay. At this point I would describe him as a hobo. He is dirty, his hair has grown out. He wanders now half insane, suffering from PTSD due to killing his Imperial Knight best friend.
While he had taken his tests to become Sith. I’ve always imagined him as what Kyrel couldn’t be. Someone who has had a choice and thought the Sins of his father would be his own. That he was the same as Kyrel. That he too once fought in the name of the Empire’s Order. Only to be labeled an “Oathbreaker” Unable to atone for his sins he has been consumed by madness. Often experiencing flashes of the Third Imperial Civil War. Now he wanders often living as a beggar. He looks unfamiliar compared to the man he used to be. Once an Imperial Knight of the Empire who felt apart of something.
I want to write him as a very broken shell of a man, and the intention for him is to find a path. Be it redemption, or to embrace the pain. Hell, he could stumble upon the Empire by accident and get hunted. His family could also play a role due to the destruction his Father has caused. I wanna leave his path open for anyone to try and rehabilitate this lost soul. If not the rot that has infected his spirit and consume his body. Devouring him till nothing remains but insanity.
While he had taken his tests to become Sith. I’ve always imagined him as what Kyrel couldn’t be. Someone who has had a choice and thought the Sins of his father would be his own. That he was the same as Kyrel. That he too once fought in the name of the Empire’s Order. Only to be labeled an “Oathbreaker” Unable to atone for his sins he has been consumed by madness. Often experiencing flashes of the Third Imperial Civil War. Now he wanders often living as a beggar. He looks unfamiliar compared to the man he used to be. Once an Imperial Knight of the Empire who felt apart of something.
I want to write him as a very broken shell of a man, and the intention for him is to find a path. Be it redemption, or to embrace the pain. Hell, he could stumble upon the Empire by accident and get hunted. His family could also play a role due to the destruction his Father has caused. I wanna leave his path open for anyone to try and rehabilitate this lost soul. If not the rot that has infected his spirit and consume his body. Devouring him till nothing remains but insanity.