That night, the father died. He died peacefully in his sleep and Leia made sure he didn't feel any pain in his last moments.
His final words kept repeating in her mind. The purpose of short lived beings, to immortalise their legacy in the best way possible. How death was what kept order in their world.
'Is that why death is important for these people, mother?' Leia thought to herself silently. She was an immortal being herself. Granted her years of existence were short compared to Chaos but she hasn't run into the problem that the father spoke of.
When everything she wanted to do has been done. What then?
A complicated question that she couldn't answer.
'But I guess this just proves what mother said. I need to destroy these planets eventually or else they'll outlive their purpose I suppose.' Leia concluded as she stood up.
Suddenly, a question entered her mind.
