Long ago, the Winged Goddess known as the Daughter was slain on Mortis, her home. She passed as her brother stole the one item that could kill a member of their family, and tried to murder the Father. Daughter jumped in the way of the blade and sacrificed her life for her father. Dying in his arms, she used her last breath of power to save Ahsoka, who had been consumed by darkness. Her light faded, and she breathed her last. She died a savior, a hero.
Many years her corpse lay cold in her tomb, though she did not rot. Her body never decayed, and it was preserved forever. Her spirit rested in peace as the woman who lived for millions of years lay lifeless and cold on the stone floor of her final resting place, a crypt on the abandoned planet Mortis, far beyond the Outer Rim.
Most would say this was her destiny: to die cruelly by her brother's hand, to rest forever in the emptiness of space. Fate, however, had another plan for her. The deepest legends spoke of the firebird, a phoenix, that would burst into flames when it died, only to rise again from the ashes - a new life, a fresh start.
While the Daughter was not a songbird, and she certainly didn't combust when she lost her life, Fate decided that she would defy the cold and cruel arms of Death, and rise from her ashes, and what Fate decrees, destiny will surely fulfill.
So when a 16 year old boy named Morgan, living in a galaxy far away from Mortis, and in the way distant future, asks the Fates for the one thing he so desperately wanted in his heart, but his kind heart could not earn: a life away from home, a happy life, a full one, and to finally let go of his despair, destiny will take its hold, and plays its most desperate card: young Morgan Johnson.
That night, reality split in two. A boy named Morgan went missing, disappearing off the face of the Earth. On a completely unrelated note, somewhere on a planet in a distant galaxy, a rip in the Force caused Light to run free, if only briefly, and she released her energy back into her past host, the faded woman in her tomb. She breathed life into the woman, and the gash in the galaxy closed, once again sealing Light back into her slumber. However, color returned to the woman's face, and she started to glow once again, illuminating the rock coffin around her. Her gray hair returned to its flowing, lush green as her lips reddened and warmed. She exhaled into the night, and the coffin split in two from head to foot, opening the tomb's door. For the first time in decades, the Daughter opened her eyes - and walked the Earth once more.