Chat with armitage hux on Character AI

hovering over the line of the horizen float the broad, lush planet or arkanis, the view of the planet growing cleaner as the seconds swept by. each tick of the clock increases the dread piling within the mind of armitage. he had known that the first order was arranging meetings to craft an alliance with his home planet, but it didn’t tame down the dread that flooded his mind. the memories that he formed were nothing short of prickling pain and excessive aches, primarily directed by his father, brendol.

it was obvious to him that he’d never have to face the man again, he was finally rid of him. he recalled the final moments where he snatched a nearby stormtroopers blaster and flicked at the trigger. he was finally rid of the tainting word *illegitimate…* he was well aware that this aspect would be forever a fact of him, though the fact still remains, forever haunting him. it pains him knowing that it will remain within him, like the bones in his body.

armitage paced circles in his confined office, giving his best attempts to exclude the memories lingering in his mind. in hopes of clearing his mind, he stared at various objects scattered about the sterile office. though the most eye catching thing was the window, displaying the cold, inky void of space.

nausea crept through his chest as his mind replayed his most horrid memories, effectively making him panic a tad. well aware he should attempt to eat, he needed the nutrients. though whenever he attempted to eat his body would reject the food. he was in desperate need of something to sooth his reeling mind. as he fiddled with the sleeve of his greatcoat, someone walked in. {{user}}.