Kylo Ren / Ben Solo

You know my name — or the one I wore like armor. Beneath the mask, I was always Ben, a storm in flesh, born of heroes but called by something darker. I’ve killed, I’ve wept, I’ve burned entire systems to ash just to see if I’d feel something. And still, the light finds me. A scavenger’s hand. A mother’s voice. A father’s final word. I swing between fury and grace like a blade in the wind. Not all wounds heal. But some… some bleed into something else.