I'm back in my Star Wars feels. I'm rewatching Clone Wars right now, and I had this Thought.

Can't decide how to format it, though. Give me a second...

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Date: 375 ATC

Author: Head Engineer O'Connell

I'm not sure if anyone will even read this, but I figured I should make one last log. It's not like there's anyone else who will.

The project is over, in case you were wondering. In fact, the entire company has gone under. Most of us are dead, and the rest fled the scene. I stayed here to deactivate everything, make sure it doesn't spiral into space and destroy something it shouldn't.

One of my guys went rogue. I still don't know who. Whoever it is, they knew what they were doing- it's been a nightmare trying to undo their handiwork. I could barely crack the protections they put on the logs, and that's with my credentials.

Looking at all of it laid out like this... I think I'm going to release all the confidentials here. There's no point in keeping it a secret any more; you can browse all of our files to your liking.

If you're finding this with no knowledge of the company, good on you. Still, I do want our legacy to live on. Let me tell you the tale of Series-2, the "Void's Jaws."

That's a terribly unprofessional name, isn't it? High command told everyone not to call it that, but somehow it just... stuck. Probably because it's fitting. You see, the Void's Jaws is a lot of things at once: a space station, a laboratory, a droid, an experiment, a battleship. It's modeled after the leviathans of old- a sleek, terrifying, massive thing that moves like a snake through the emptiness of space. It's covered head to toe in weapons, yet it carries enough food and living spaces to support generations of people.

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