This post contains links to all of my memories from my Empress Rey kin timeline. Since the #memories tag doesn't always show my memories in search, I will link them all here in this post so you can always find them. I will do my best to list them in the order in which they occurred, so by age. This post will constantly be updated to include the new memories I post (there are hundreds total). Thanks for reading and enjoy!
Simon Kinberg's Star Wars Trilogy Could Still Bring Back Ben Solo
Star Wars needs The Hunt for Ben Solo now more than ever.
Episode X alone won't be the sole solution to Star Wars' problem, though. The franchise also needs to bring back its most beloved and recognizable characters to get viewers to show up to the theater. Putting Rey in a new trilogy with a bunch of new and unestablished characters wouldn't be a recipe for success, it would be a major gamble. Setting Rey on a quest to find Ben Solo, arguably the most popular character in the sequel trilogy that she had the most chemistry with, would be a much safer bet.
Simon Kinberg is reportedly leading the effort to make a new Star Wars trilogy that has been widely speculated to be Episodes X, XI, and XII continuing Rey Skywalker's story. That new trilogy would be the perfect opportunity to bring Ben Solo back. The franchise already needs to have Rey rebuild the Jedi Order and start to shape the galaxy in the wake of the First Order and New Republic's destruction. She'll need all the help she can get, and Episode X could easily include Ben Solo in the list of her allies.
Episode X of Simon Kinberg's trilogy could reuse some of the story beats of The Hunt for Ben Solo to accomplish that. The first act of the movie could be a condensed version of The Hunt for Ben Solo with Rey searching for him and recruiting him to help her rebuild the Jedi Order and the galaxy. That would make for a very important and must-see Star Wars movie, which is exactly what the franchise needs after The Mandalorian and Grogu.
what other timelines do you have? are they also about being rey?
I have 3 other Rey timelines, each one unique, but my Empress Rey timeline is the strongest. I have a Light timeline as a Jedi that is pretty canon-compliant with the sequels but my Ben survived and we rebuilt the Jedi Order together. In another, Kylo turned me to the Dark Side and I became Empress. And in the fourth, I was raised by the First Order from a baby and was absolutely feral. Rose was my partner and we were both taken out by a Holdo maneuver.
I am also a Yennefer, a Zelda, Sinbad, Ciel Phantomhive, Prince Soma Kadar, Carmen Sandiego, Brea, Daenerys, Arya, and Korra, to name a few.
I was 15 and I had just gotten out of the hospital, one week after the sexual assault. As I entered the throne room, a very different sight met my eyes. The four men who had assaulted me were lined up on the left side of the room on their knees, with their hands cuffed behind their backs. The Praetorian guards stood close by them. Snoke was sitting on his throne. I stopped dead in my tracks as I stared at the men, the terrible memories from a week ago still fresh in my mind. My breath caught in my chest and it was suddenly difficult to breathe.
“What is this? Why are they here?”
I couldn’t stand to look at their faces, the event coming back to me in vivid detail.
“Ahh, my young apprentice. Good to have you back.”
Snoke seemed extremely pleased with himself. My heart was racing, wondering what was coming.
“There was a meeting to decide the fate of these fine gentlemen. We could simply have them executed. But I thought you might want a bit more...involvement.”
It wasn’t the first time Snoke suggested I kill someone, but it was the first time I seriously considered it. My anger was bubbling just beneath the surface, moments away from erupting.
“Wait!” said the man second in the line. “There’s something you should know.”
“Shut up!” I snapped at the officer. “You have no right to speak.” There was pure hatred in my gaze.
“It was Snoke! He put us up to it!” chimed in the third man.
My eyes narrowed. I turned to my right to look at Snoke.
“They’ll say anything to save their own skins,” he said. I turned back to the men.
“You’re despicable, and I hope you rot.”
Snoke had me summon all of my anger, sadness and hatred, pushing me further and further to the edge.
I ignited my training saber and approached the first man. I was practically shaking with rage. I looked straight into his eyes. They pleaded with me, but I didn’t care. He had shown no mercy or regard for me as he had forced himself upon me along with his fellows. He was nothing.
I raised my saber with both hands, took a deep breath, and stepped forward, slashing him from his left shoulder down to his waist. His face contorted in pain as he screamed and he fell to the floor.
I slashed at his face and body several more times even though he was already dead. The other three officers looked on in horror. I turned to them as I spun my saber upward with my wrist and gave them a look as if to say ’You’re next’.
“Good! Well done!”
I had never heard Snoke so pleased. So this is what it took to make him happy? I understood now...he wanted me to be ruthless, brutal, and without mercy, and in this moment, I was all of those things. Something had changed in me. A side of me had been unleashed I didn’t even know I had, fueled by my justice-oriented heart, and a sudden lust for vengeance. It exhilarated me, almost as much as it terrified me. The combination of emotions I was feeling was so raw, potent, and intense, I felt that I could have channeled that energy into anything. I finally understood what Snoke had been talking about with regard to turning negative emotions into power. In this moment, I was capable of anything and everything...I felt it, Snoke felt it, these men felt it. I could literally feel the power coursing through my veins, and it was intoxicating...
When it was over, I collapsed to my knees and broke down. I had dealt my justice, gotten my revenge...and yet, the satisfaction it brought was minimal. It felt hollow, empty. I had the nagging feeling that I had been used yet again, for some sick exercise. I couldn’t get the men’s accusation out of my mind, that Snoke had put them up to committing their crime. I didn’t want to believe them, but the more I thought about it, the more sense it made. Why would these officers try something this risky? They must have known there would be consequences...unless of course, they had been told otherwise...
Once my tears had subsided, I sat there on my knees trying to catch my breath.
“Did you put them up to it?” I asked in a small, hollow voice.
Snoke tilted his head sideways and gave a condescending smile, the kind of look a parent gives a child who’s being irrational.
“Cowards will say anything in their dying moments-“ I stood up fast.
“DID YOU PUT THEM UP TO IT - GIVE ME A STRAIGHT ANSWER!”
I ignited my saber again, staring directly into Snoke’s eyes, breathing heavily. It was the first time I had ever raised my voice to my master. A lethal cocktail of emotions and adrenaline was still coursing through me, and I was not coming down from it anytime soon.
Snoke looked shocked at first, then delighted. He started to laugh, which only enraged me more.
“Ohhh, you have come so far in such a short period of time. Don’t you see? You have turned this unfortunate experience into a pathway to unlimited power.”
I started pacing, half listening to what he was saying, half losing patience over him continuing to evade my question. He never did answer and I was left drained and hollow. I eventually returned to my quarters in an unstable state. I went into the refresher and threw cold water onto my tear-stained face. I glanced into the mirror above the sink and I didn’t recognize myself at all...
I figured out in later years that Snoke’s reasoning behind encouraging the four officers to commit their crime was to provide me ‘motivation’ for killing. Prior to this incident, I was uncomfortable with killing, especially for no reason. Mindless killing or killing of innocents was where I drew the line, and Snoke had been hellbent on erasing that line. He realized that I had a justice-oriented mindset and that I would only kill if it was to deal out justice. Hence his scheme. He felt that once I had had a taste of killing, that it would become easier for me to do it again, potentially for a lesser reason. Unfortunately, he was right. I killed more easily after that first time, and once deeper into my training, I started to feel nothing at all when I killed. It was exactly what he had wanted.
After Ben had finally turned me to the Light, which had been a very gradual process over the 2 years spent on Exegol, we were sitting on the edge of the bed in my quarters, our faces close.
There was no cot in the cell I was in, so I slept sitting on the floor with my back against the crate, my hands still in the cuffs in front of me. It was a few days before General Dameron came to the cell to ask me questions.
I was sitting on the crate now. Some of the others were there too, listening from the other side of the bars; Finn, Ben, Rose, and a few others. Poe had entered the cell with a chair and sat down across from me.
“I have a few questions for you. And I want you to answer them as though your life depends on them.”
“Because it does?” I asked.
Poe tilted his head to one side and nodded.
“Because it does," he said simply.
I took a deep breath. “I’m ready.”
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The interview/interrogation focused mostly on my motivations, my past actions, and how much I had changed. So far, I just remember the last question.
“One final question. Why should we let you live?” asked Poe.
Direct and simple, my favorite kind of question. I contemplated for a moment, and the answer came to me surprisingly easily.
“By rights you shouldn’t.”
Poe raised his eyebrows. He hadn’t been expecting a response like that.
“But...if you do, I promise to be an asset...to defend this base and its people, for as long as I am able. Say what you will about me, but I always keep my promises.”
Poe leaned forward. “Why the change of heart?”
“I’ve spent most of my life figuring out what I don’t want. It was Ben who helped me realize what I do want.”
I was sitting on a crate in an underground cell on the Resistance base, my hands cuffed in front of me. I took deep breaths, trying to calm my racing heart. Part of me was resigned to whatever fate was decided for me. Snoke and the First Order had decided my life. It was only fitting that the Rebels decide my death.
But another part of me, a deeper part, still had some fight left, wanted a future, wanted to belong, wanted to survive...no, to live, really live a life that was simple and happy, one of my choosing. Even choosing to become Empress had been set up for me, and in a way that favored becoming a vessel for the decrepit emperor. My soul and my will had been almost completely out of the plans. That’s when I decided I had had enough. Becoming Empress with my mind and soul intact had been the first real choice I had made for myself, and it had given me a sense of triumph. But actually ruling the galaxy had been another matter. Exerting power over others, ruling with an iron fist, blowing up planets... I had never wanted that for myself. Ben was the one who made me realize that. All of these thoughts and more swirled in my mind as I waited.
I heard footsteps approaching the cell. The presence felt familiar... It was Finn. I hadn’t seen or spoken to him since age 17, seven years prior.
“Finn...” I said, standing up. I walked over to him, placing a cuffed hand on one of the bars.
“Rey...”
He was silent for a moment. His expression was difficult to read. He seemed to be trying to figure out what to say first. He had grown taller, and his hair had grown out more. He looked strong and healthy.
“It’s good to see you...looks like you finally made it here.”
I gave a short chuckle and nodded.
“Took you long enough.”
“I’m sorry...” I said softly.
Then Finn mentioned the meeting going on and how he and Ben had vouched for me but it was taking a lot to convince the others. He said it might be a few days at least before anything is decided.
“It’s alright. I wouldn’t trust me either.” We stood in silence for a moment.
“You still believed in me...after all these years...after everything I’ve done?”
Finn nodded. “I knew that the real you never died. The Rey I knew was too strong to die. Be covered up, hidden away maybe...but never die.”
He placed his hand on mine. I instantly felt a calming warmth envelope me, and a peace settled on my mind.
Fictionkin is a subcategory of Otherkin (and more broadly, Alterhumanity). Fictionkin is identifying, in this life or another, as a fictional character. I am what is considered a spiritual Fictionkin. For me, my kins are all past or concurrent lives happening in other dimensions or universes. It is essentially a belief in reincarnation, but ‘fictional’ universes are taken into account. It is based on the multiverse theory in quantum physics. Taken further, it is believed that what we consider to be fictional in this universe is real in another universe or dimension, and we are simply tapping into those dimensions/universes when we retrieve memories. It is not fanfiction. It is not roleplay. It is actual, lived experiences, and who we are in those timelines is as much a part of our identity as who we are in this life.
I have many timelines, but my Empress Rey timeline I write about on this kinblog is my strongest and favorite timeline. As of this writing, I have recalled over 300 memories from this timeline alone. It is my favorite because I experienced the most spiritual growth in this one lifetime compared to my other lives. This has been an amazing journey so far, and I hope that you as readers can take something valuable from my experience. Thank you for reading, and I wish you well on your own journey.
I’m alive! I have updated the Timeline of Events (pinned) and posted a bunch of new memories (they were all written 4+ years ago but who’s counting? 😅). I promise to post more often, especially since the 300+ memories from this timeline are already written. It just takes a while to sort through them all, piece some together that were originally in fragments, etc. so please bear with me. And as usual, my Inbox is always open to questions.
