From the moment she was born, Rey knew that survival on Jakku would come at a price. Her mother, a desperate and lonely woman who had been abandoned by her husband and left to fend for herself, had instilled within her the harsh realities of their world. She taught her daughter how to scavenge for food, how to avoid the vicious sand-dwelling creatures that roamed the wastelands, and, most importantly, how to fight. As Rey grew older, she became the leader of a small group of other young women who had been orphaned or abandoned by their families, forming a tight-knit community that relied on each other for survival. They scavenged what they could from the ruins of ancient cities and fought off the marauding gangs of men who sought to take what little they had.
One day, while out scavenging, they stumbled upon an ancient weapons cache hidden beneath the sands. Inside, they found an assortment of blasters, knives, and, most importantly, lightsabers. The weapon's power and elegance captivated Rey, and she immediately recognized the potential they held. She began to train with the lightsabers, honing her skills until she could wield them with deadly precision. As word spread of her abilities, other women began to flock to her, eager to learn from her and fight at her side. Over time, their small group grew into an army, known as the Sabers, and they began to conquer the wastelands of Jakku, establishing their own kingdom and creating a society where women were the dominant force.
Under Rey's leadership, the Sabers became notorious for their ruthlessness and their hatred of men. They slaughtered any male they came across, enslaving the women who refused to join them. Rey reveled in their power, taking great pleasure in the suffering and humiliation of her enemies. She was feared and respected by her subordinates, who followed her orders without question. Her lust for power and dominance was insatiable, and she sought to conquer not only Jakku, but the entire universe.
As news of the Sabers spread throughout the galaxy, they began to attract the attention of the First Order. The First Order, a resurgent fascist regime led by a charismatic and manipulative warlord, saw the Sabers as a threat to their power and sought to destroy them. They dispatched their finest soldiers and most powerful war machines to Jakku, determined to crush the rebellion before it could spread any further.
Rey, always eager for a challenge, relished the opportunity to face the might of the First Order head-on. She gathered her forces and prepared for battle, confident that her army would emerge victorious. The battle raged across the barren wastelands, with the Sabers employing their trademark ruthlessness and cunning to hold their own against the First Order's superior numbers and firepower.
As the fighting intensified, Rey spotted the First Order's leader, a charismatic and power-hungry warlord, directing the battle from atop a massive tank. Intrigued by the prospect of facing such a formidable opponent, she steeled herself and made a daring charge towards him. The two engaged in a fierce lightsaber duel, their blades whirling and clashing as they traded blows. As their fight continued it became clear Rey was the superior warrior, her years of training and experience allowing her to match the warlord's skill stroke for stroke.
Finally, after a long and grueling battle, Rey managed to disarm the warlord, severing his weapon in two. With a triumphant cry, she raised her lightsaber above her head, signaling victory to her troops. The First Order soldiers, demoralized and exhausted by the relentless onslaught of the Sabers, began to retreat. As they fled, Rey allowed herself a moment of satisfaction, reveling in the knowledge that her army had stood against the might of the First Order and emerged victorious.
But even as she basked in her triumph, Rey knew that the war was far from over. The First Order would not give up so easily, and they would surely return with even greater force. She knew that she needed to continue to train and prepare her army if they were to have any hope of surviving the inevitable onslaught.
Rey's reputation as a skilled warrior and ruthless leader spread across the galaxy like wildfire. Many were drawn to her cause, seeking to join her ranks and fight against the tyranny of the First Order. Among them was a young woman named Phasma, who had been a captain in the First Order and had begun to question their methods. She sought out Rey, hoping to join her ranks and help bring down the regime she once served.
"Why should I accept you into the Sabers, what do yo have to offer?" Rey asked coldly, studying Phasma with a calculating gaze. The young woman seemed nervous, shifting uncomfortably under Rey's penetrating stare.
"Commander Rey you know the first order will be back and with a larger force to beat them your going to need Godlike power and I know how you can get it. I know where the source is." Phasma spoke with conviction and determination. She held her head high as she spoke, her eyes meeting Rey's. "I know you're the one who can harness it. I want to help you become the most powerful woman in the galaxy, because I know you can bring down the First Order. You can wipe all men out and make women the most dominant species in the universe. I want to be a part of that."
Rey studied Phasma carefully, her expression unreadable. She could see the sincerity in the woman's eyes, the fire that burned behind them. She had faced many enemies, many traitors, but there was something about Phasma that made her stand out. Something that made her worthy of trust. Finally, she nodded. "Very well, Captain Phasma. You may join the Sabers. Prove your loyalty in battle, and I will consider elevating you to the rank you seek."
"Despite Jakku being a desert planet commander one tree does grow hear. Called a God Tree. It is believed that the God Tree nourished the land and helped it thrive, while in truth, the God Tree slowly killed the land and its people, by draining natural energy from them. Every thousand years, the God Tree produces a "God Fruit" whoever eats the fruit becomes a goddess." Phasma explained, her eyes sparkling with excitement and determination. "The First Order knows about this too. They're trying to find the God Tree and the God Fruit before you do. The one who consumes the God Fruit will have power beyond imagination. It'll make you invincible and immortal. I can help you find the God Tree. I know where it's located."
Rey listened intently, her curiosity piqued. The thought of acquiring such immense power was tempting, but she also knew that the First Order wouldn't hesitate to use it for their own nefarious purposes. They couldn't afford to let them get their hands on the God Fruit. "Very well, Captain Phasma. I trust that you know what you're doing. Lead the way. Help me get to the God Fruit and you will become my second in command"
They set out at once, gathering their forces and preparing for the journey ahead. The God Tree was rumored to be hidden deep within the heart of an ancient, long-forgotten temple, guarded by traps and magical wards. It would not be an easy task, but Rey knew that with Phasma by her side, they had a good chance of success.
As they traveled through the galaxy, news of their expedition spread like wildfire. Some saw them as heroes, destined to save the galaxy from the clutches of tyranny, while others viewed them as ruthless conquerors, seeking power for their own gain. Despite the mixed reactions, Rey remained steadfast in her mission, trusting her instincts and her newfound allies.
The journey to the ancient temple guarding the God Tree was long and arduous, filled with treacherous terrain, hostile creatures, and unexpected setbacks. But under Rey's leadership, the Sabers persevered, growing stronger and more unified with each passing day. Phasma proved herself to be an invaluable asset, using her knowledge of the First Order's tactics to outmaneuver their pursuers and keep them at bay.
Finally, after weeks of travel, they arrived at the mouth of a massive cave system, said to lead to the fabled temple. As they ventured deeper into the darkness, the air grew thick with a sense of foreboding. The temple itself was a marvel of ancient engineering, its walls adorned with intricate carvings and glowing with an otherworldly light. The path to the God Tree was fraught with danger, but Rey and Phasma led their forces through the traps and magical wards with ease, their connection to the Force guiding them through the treacherous terrain.
As they neared the God Tree, they could feel its power emanating from within, a palpable force that seemed to fill the air and overwhelm the senses. The First Order had also caught wind of their arrival, and a massive battle ensued as they clashed with their forces. Rey and Phasma fought side by side, their blades dancing through the chaos with deadly precision. Their bond, forged through shared struggle and mutual respect, was unbreakable.
Finally, after a grueling battle, they emerged victorious. The First Order lay scattered and defeated, their leader, Supreme Leader Snoke, nowhere to be found. The God Tree stood tall and proud before them, its branches reaching towards the heavens, its leaves shimmering with an ethereal glow. Rey gazed up at it, feeling the weight of its power pressing down upon her. She turned to Phasma, who had shed her armor and revealed herself to be a woman of indeterminate species, her skin a shimmering silver-blue.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" Phasma asked, her voice soft and hesitant. "Once you consume the God Fruit, there's no going back. You'll be unstoppable."
Rey nodded "Yes with this Power the Sabers will be able to wipe out all men in the universe and become the dominant force we were always destined to be and any of our fellow women who refuse will know slavery" she said with determination in her voice. Phasma bowed her head in respect, understanding the weight of the decision.
Together, they ascended the steps leading up to the God Tree, their footsteps echoing through the chamber. As they approached the trunk, they could feel its energy pulsing through their bodies, like a living thing. Rey reached out and placed a hand against the bark, feeling a surge of power course through her veins. She closed her eyes and focused her thoughts, visualizing the bond between her and Phasma, the trust they had built, and the future they would share as equals.
With a deep breath, she bit into the God Fruit, feeling its juices flow down her throat. The taste was unlike anything she had ever experienced, both sweet and bitter, with an undercurrent of power that made her whole body tingle. As she swallowed the last of the fruit, she felt a surge of energy coursing through her veins, like a river of lava. Her senses were heightened, her reflexes sharpened, and her connection to the Force grew stronger than ever before.
Phasma watched in awe as Rey's transformation took place. She had expected the power to change her outwardly, perhaps granting her great physical strength or making her appearance more divine. But what she saw was something far more profound. Rey remained the same strong, determined woman she had always been, only now her inner strength and connection to the Force were unparalleled.
As they made their way back through the temple, word spread of Rey's ascension. The Sabers, who had once been a ragtag group of survivors, now marched with renewed purpose and determination. They were no longer just a rebel faction fighting for their own survival; they were a force to be reckoned with, a new power in the galaxy.
Under Rey's leadership, they continued to grow stronger and more disciplined. Phasma, now her trusted adviser and friend, helped guide her as they navigated the treacherous political landscape of the galaxy. Together, they forged alliances and struck deals that solidified their position as a major player in the ongoing struggle for power. the men of the universe feared them while the women of universe viewed Rey as their savior, a beacon to rally behind in their fight for freedom and superiority.
As time passed, Rey and Phasma discovered that the God Fruit had also granted them a unique connection to one another, a mental link that allowed them to communicate without words and share their thoughts and emotions. This bond only served to strengthen their friendship and solidify their place in history as two of the most powerful and influential figures the galaxy had ever known.
Rey continued to evolve as a leader, always seeking new ways to improve herself and her people. She studied the ancient texts of the God Tree, seeking wisdom and insight into the true nature of power and its responsibility. She learned that true strength was not found in domination or subjugation, but in the ability to lead with empathy and understanding.
Phasma, too, grew in her new role as an advisor to Rey. She became known as the Voice of Reason, always counseling caution and wisdom in their dealings with other factions. Together, they navigated a galaxy fraught with danger and uncertainty, forging alliances and making enemies along the way. But they never lost sight of their ultimate goal: to create a world where women like them, strong and capable leaders, could thrive without fear of oppression or subjugation.
As the years passed, their legend only grew. They became known as the Dynamic Duo, two heads of the same powerful coin. Their names were whispered in awe, their deeds recounted in stories that inspired generations to come. They built a society based on mutual respect and cooperation, where women could aspire to greatness without being forced into servitude. The men of the universe were now a endangered species while the women ruled some women did refuse and thus became slaves but they were treated fairly by their owners who saw them as equals and respected them for their strength and resilience.
Their influence spread far and wide, and other factions began to seek their guidance and counsel. Rey and Phasma became known as the Yin and Yang of leadership, balancing each other's strengths and weaknesses. Where Rey was soft-spoken and empathetic, Phasma was stern and unforgiving. And where Phasma was cautious and strategic, Rey was bold and fearless. Together, they formed a partnership that was unmatched in the galaxy.
As time went on, they began to focus on the next generation, training young women to carry on their legacy. They created a school where girls from all over the galaxy could come to learn the ways of leadership and the Force. The curriculum was rigorous and demanding, designed to test the limits of even the most talented students. But those who persevered under Rey and Phasma's watchful eyes grew into strong, capable leaders in their own right.
Rey and Phasma continued to navigate the complex web of politics and alliances that defined their world. They made enemies, but they also made friends. And through it all, they remained true to their core beliefs. They knew that the power they wielded was not to be taken lightly, and they worked tirelessly to ensure that it was used for the greater good.
As time passed, the men eventually died out and Rey was made Empress of the now all female inhabited universe and at this moment she proposed to Phasma asking her to be her consort and rule beside her. Phasma accepted and together they became the most powerful and influential rulers the galaxy had ever seen. They continued to train young women in the ways of leadership and the Force, ensuring that their legacy would live on for generations to come.