Journal Entry 07

The training on board the Finalizer is brutal and exhausting. But I like seeing the bruises on my body. Bruises mean progress, and that’s why I’m here.

I saw General Hux talking to one of his crew the other day. I tried not to stare, but it was so difficult not to. I’ve heard other cadets talking about him like he’s some sort of poster boy for the First Order. I think that’s ridiculous. When I look at him, I see a man who understands his destiny, who will die for the cause, and who gives his all to The First Order.

Even though the thought had crossed my mind, I believe there would never be room in his life for anyone.

Hux belongs to the First Order.