Over the course of the next twenty years, Jar Jar Binks only grew in skill, intelligence, and overall competency until he reached the point that he could kill whole armies with just his bare hands. And his ability to pilot the Nubian starfighter that he bought, using the money he stole off of dead Imperial officers, in this reality's Naboo was so legendary that he could wipe out whole fleets using that starfighter. His armament was augmented, thanks to Waru's power, such that his lasers, proton torpedoes, and concussion missiles contained five times the destructive power of those respective projectiles.
During all this time, Jar Jar had decimated Imperial armadas to leave not a single survivor in the aftermath of the battles that he participated in. As a result, the Alliance to Restore the Republic returned to the strength it once thrived with under the leadership of Leia Organa, Mon Mothma, and Admiral Ackbar.
And it was by the end of those twenty years that Waru finally left Jar Jar.
"You have surpassed even my expectations, Jar Jar Binks," the entity said as he appeared before the Gungun in the latter's luxurious Nubian apartment. "I honestly believed that it would have taken twice as long to get you up to the standards needed to save your own galaxy."
"Thank you, Waru," Jar Jar said.
"Now it is time for me to depart from this reality and leave you," Waru said. "For I must focus my attention elsewhere."
"But waita!" Jar Jar exclaimed. "How am Ia supposed toa go back to my galaxy?"
"Emperor Palpatine's advanced engineers have successfully developed reality-traveling technology," Waru explained. "You will find it hidden in his secret vaults within the Imperial Palace on Coruscant."
"Coruscant?" Jar Jar asked. "You meana..."
"Yes," Waru confirmed. "You have reached the level of skill necessary to finally kill Palpatine and topple the Galactic Empire all on your own. You do not need any of my shields; no projectile shall ever hit your starfighter, Jar Jar."
"Moi moi," Jar Jar said, impressed. "I can end this decadesa-long war."
"Is there anything you would like to say before I depart?" Waru asked.
Jar Jar nodded. "Yessa."
"Well, what is it?" Waru inquired.
"Of alla da beings in da Multiversa, why did youa choosea mea?" Jar Jar asked.
"Because you, along with an infinite number of versions of yourself across the Multiverse, were the only ones who were both pure of mind and pure of heart to be trained," Waru said. "You were the only one to be trained, from scratch, as it were, to be worthy of someone ending up with the talents that you have earned."
"Ooohhhh," Jar Jar answered.
"Is that all?"
Jar Jar shook his head.
"What more then?"
"Waru, I hava lived here for so longa now, how can I live my homa? How can I leavata dis galaxy?"
"Because if you do not," Waru said, "you will leave an entire galaxy to die unnecessarily."
"Unnecessarily?" Jar Jar asked.
"You do not need to concern yourself beyond the boundaries that I have set for you, Jar Jar," Waru said. "What you need to know is that you must leave this galaxy once you have completed your mission of killing Palpatine and toppling the Empire here."
"Oh," Jar Jar said. "Den dat is all I havata to say. Bye-bye." He waved at Waru.
"Goodbye," the entity replied before vanishing in a flash of white light.
And with that, Jar Jar turned for the exit of his apartment and left to fulfill what was needed of him in this galaxy.
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"Director Isard," Emperor Palpatine said, "why have you not yet, in all the ten years that you have been in this department, having succeeded your esteemed father, figured out who this mysterious Nubian is who has been destroying whole fleets of our government for the past two decades?"
Ysanne Isard sat opposite from the most powerful man in the galaxy with only the Emperor's desk between them. And right now, she wished that an entire galaxy separated her from him and his simmering rage. It took all of her self-composure to not sweat - at least not profusely - as she addressed Palpatine's question.
She first cleared her throat. "Well, Your Majesty, this mysterious attacker, as I have pointed out in my previous reports regarding him or her, is extremely difficult to track in any way possible. There have been no ion trails that we could find, registry numbers have been changed every time, but the most important thing is that this powerful enemy just seems to disappear completely from our sights... when... he has... left our... space..."
By then, Isard trailed off as Palpatine stood up in his seat. And at first, she thought that the Emperor had reached his boiling point, but instead, he just said, "He is here."
Isard gave him a questioning expression. "I beg your pardon, Your Highness?"
"Director Isard," Palpatine said, "you are dismissed."
Isard repressed the sigh of relief that nearly escaped her mouth, then nodded respectfully to the Emperor and promptly left, only letting that sigh out once she had left his office.
Then the entire Imperial Palace trembled.
.
As soon as Jar Jar's Nubian fighter dropped two concussion missiles on top of the offices of the Emperor, Imperial ground TIEs rocketed from their hangars across Coruscant to engage the legendary Nubian that had been wiping out their fleets for years.
It was a stupid and foolish gesture justified only by the TIE pilots' loyalty to His Majesty. But nonetheless, they still perished in a matter of minutes, like a group of schoolchildren in a small classroom being gunned down by a maniac with an automatic blaster. None of them had a chance; either they died by friendly fire that evaded their one target or they died by the weapons of their powerful enemy.
When every Imperial ship across the planet was accounted for by the battle against Jar Jar Binks, the unscathed Nubian fighter unleashed the last of its armament against the Imperial Palace, reducing it to a mountain of debris and flaming wreckage that littered the deep bowels of Coruscant.
But Jar Jar had grown too smart to think that would kill the Emperor. No, he had to find out where Palpatine was and finish this.
The Gungun piloted his starfighter down to the base of what remained of the Imperial Palace and landed there. After he cycled down his engines, he disembarked from the Nubian, picked up the ysalamari that he had in his lap, and he began looking around.
"Palpatine!" Jar Jar roared. "Where yousa being! I know yousa still alive, mudakriffer!"
With the gut-feeling sixth sense that he developed in all his years of training, Jar Jar felt more than heard a rapidly-approaching presence coming in from behind at full speed. Without hesitation, he jumped up and flipped over the presence; simultaneously, he quickly yet gently placed the ysalamari in his jacket pocket before taking out the dual blasters that he had holstered and began firing on instinct.
The red laser bolts that he fired were met by the similarly-crimson singeing lightsaber blade of Emperor Palpatine, who deflected the shots elsewhere with ease.
When Jar Jar landed swiftly on his feet, he stood up from his resultant crouch, and then he and Palpatine stared each other down from the several meters that separated them.
"So, Jar Jar Binks," Palpatine growled, "of all the filthy, disgusting aliens to pollute this galaxy, it had to be you to ruin what I have worked so hard to build. I never thought you had it in you; I don't even think Boss Nass knew it when he made you General, of all things, when our homeworld was freed from the Trade Federation."
"Itta sorta makes up for da time I gave you dose emergency powers, no?" Jar Jar retorted. "But how yousa not be affected by da ysalamari?"
"Do you think my scientists have not found a way to make sure ysalamari do not affect my abilities?" Palpatine bit back. "I am beyond that now, just as I will now go beyond your interferences!" He then roared a battle-cry and charged for his opponent.
Jar Jar met the Emperor's charge, firing his blasters along the way, which were still deflected back at him. Once the two combatants finally met, Jar Jar quickly holstered his blasters and dodged Palpatine's downward swing that would have bisected him. The Gungun then executed a flawless spin-kick that knocked the lightsaber out of the human's hands that sent the then-deactivated pommel elsewhere in the wreckage.
Hurriedly, Palpatine sent a Force-blast against Jar Jar that sent the latter flying back across the wreckage to land painfully on his back. The Gungun let out a pained squeal that didn't affect the Emperor's concentration as he used the Force to recall his lightsaber back into his hand.
But in the five seconds it would take for the human to do that, it took Jar Jar only a second and a half to get over the pain he just suffered and a second more to quickly whip out a blaster from its holster and fire a bolt to intercept the lightsaber.
It hit the target right on cue, shattering the pommel and reducing it to a bunch of useless pieces and its crystal.
Palpatine whipped his head back around to growl again at Jar Jar, who fired off another shot for the Emperor. The Sith Lord, however, easily absorbed the bolt with the Force, then used his other hand to send several bolts of electricity for the Gungun.
Jar Jar, however, rolled out of the way of the incoming attack and holstered his blaster, knowing that it and its counterpart would be useless against Palpatine now. Now on his feet, he quickly looked around and ducked for cover behind a small mound of debris just as Palpatine sent another series of electric bolts for him.
Before he could come up with a method of going up against the Emperor, he felt that the mound behind him was rising from the ground, and he looked up and behind him to find that it was, indeed, floating a few feet up. Jar Jar didn't need to think twice about rolling out of the way again before the mound was flung back down upon where he once was.
However, he was now out in the open again, which left him no choice but to return to his dual blasters again. The bolts were easily absorbed by Palpatine again, but Jar Jar kept on moving, looking for some way to get past the Emperor's defenses so that he could finally kill him.
It wasn't long, though, before Palpatine, still in the midst of absorbing Jar Jar's shots, had more electric bolts fired from his fingers, which struck true as they hit Jar Jar's blasters, rendering them into smoking heaps among the wreckage.
Jar Jar continued to run, but that didn't stop Palpatine from unleashing a double torrent of electricity from both hands for the Gungun's direction. But before the latter could be enveloped by any of it, he jumped and ducked behind another small mound, then came up and began flinging the debris he had toward the Emperor.
The Sith Lord had no choice but to deflect the improvised projectiles that were headed his way with his Force powers, interrupting his torrents of deadly light for his nemesis. And it was that interruption that was quickly followed up again as Jar Jar began flinging several pieces of debris, some of which was still flaming - and which burned Jar Jar's hands, something that he paid little mind to this time - for the human.
As Palpatine was continuously forced to deflect the wreckage coming for him, Jar Jar used those interruptions to his advantage as he began advancing on his enemy, never letting up on his barrage against the Emperor as he made his way for him.
Once they were face-to-face, Jar Jar quickly launched himself into the air and kicked Palpatine straight up the jaw, sending him flying back across the wreckage. Then, when the Emperor hit the littered ground on his back, Jar Jar commenced a flip through the air and came down upon his enemy to deliver several punches against the old man.
In spite of the intensity of Jar Jar's attacks, however, Palpatine managed to find an opening to deliver a Force-aided punch up the Gungun's jaw. The latter flew back to execute a flawless back-flip, and then he landed in a feline-like crouch.
The Emperor then stood up and prepared to deliver another volley of electricity toward Jar Jar, only to wince in pain from a sharp sensation at his ankle. He looked down to find Jar Jar's ysalamari - which probably slipped out of Jar Jar's pocket during the punches that he delivered - sinking its teeth into his royal ankles.
Before Palpatine could do anything about the creature attacking him, he found himself suddenly feel as old and weak as he appeared. In a matter of seconds, he simply dropped on his back, his breathing now heavy and shallow, and it continued even after the ysalamari pulled its teeth out of his ankle.
It wasn't long before Jar Jar stood over him.
"Wh... wh... what have you done to me?" Palpatine asked.
Jar Jar offered him a mocking smile. "Did yousa really notta thinka dat I knew dat yousa get pasta da ysalamari's effectsa?" He shook his head, as if about to lecture a child about what he did wrong. "Das why I didn't bring it here to repress yousa powers. Qui-Gon's bite over herea contained a paralytic toxina dat has just rendered yousa inert for de next twenty-four hours, Your Majesty."
The Gungun then took out a vibroblade from his pants pocket at a very leisurely pace. He looked back down at Palpatine with a triumphant grin. "Long live da Emperor." He quickly bent down and struck the blade down, swiftly decapitating the stunned Sith Lord in a single swipe.
Several minutes later, Jar Jar, with his ysalamari Qui-Gon tucked safely back into his jacket pocket, managed to sort through the grand wreckage of the Imperial Palace to find the closed-off, underground entrance that no doubt led to an underground bunker. The Gungun smirked; no doubt Palpatine wanted to confront him out of vengeance for all that destruction that he caused to the Empire. Jar Jar couldn't help but smirk; typical Sith mindset, he thought wryly.
After Jar Jar opened up the entrance, it took him a little bit longer to find what he was looking for; a laboratory with only a gate-like device centered in the whole room. No one else was around, conveniently enough.
Knowing that this would take him back home, Jar Jar found the control switch, searched through the lists of reality that he could travel to, and found the one that his sixth sense - which he thought may have had a Force-connection, thanks to Waru - told him was his original home. With that, he fired the machine up, looked at it, and saw it activate as a large ball of white light manifested, signifying that a portal to that other dimension had been opened.
Jar Jar ran toward it and leaped straight through for home.
