A prophecy of Mandalore
A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away, the galaxy was in turmoil. The Mandalorian Wars raged on, and in the final days of conflict, a Mandalorian shaman named K'raath stood atop a ridge on the planet Mandalore, eyes closed in concentration. Deep within the Force, he foresaw a prophecy that would change the fate of his people forever.
In a whispered chant, K'raath spoke of a warrior blessed by the Force, destined to reunite the Mandalorians and restore them to their rightful power. “This warrior,” he foretold, “will possess great powers in the Force that will never be matched. He shall bring balance to the Force and end the conflict between light and dark.”
However, the Jedi, emerging victorious over the Mandalorians, feared the prophecy’s implications. In a calculated effort to ensure the Mandalorians could never rise again, they erased all records of K'raath’s vision, altering history to suit their narrative. They wiped out those who had knowledge of the prophecy, yet whispers of it persisted among the Mandalorian warriors, passed down through generations like a secret flame.
Years later, on the distant planet of Earth, a different prophecy emerged amidst a burgeoning magical war. In Britain, fear gripped the hearts of the people as a dark wizard named Voldemort wreaked havoc. A prophecy was made that told of a child being born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies and the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not, and he will return his people to their power. The Potters, renowned for their bravery, were in hiding, knowing that their sons could be the key to the prophecy.
On Halloween night, as James and Lily Potter attended an Order of the Phoenix meeting, they left their two young sons—four-year-old Harry and one-year-old Seth—in the care of their trusted friend, Peter Pettigrew. Little did they know that this choice would set off a chain of events that would forever alter their family’s destiny.
Voldemort entered the Potter house and instructed his spy to take him to the potter brats. As they reached the small, dimly lit room, the two figures of the young boys lay sleeping peacefully, oblivious to the monster that stood over them. The older one, Harry, had a faint glow around him, a beacon of the force that the Dark Lord hadn’t noticed yet. Voldemort’s cold eyes scanned the room, searching for the child that the prophecy had mentioned. His gaze fell upon Harry, and with a twisted smile, he raised his wand to strike.
As Voldemort’s spell of death approached the sleeping child, the Force intervened, wrapping around Harry like a protective cocoon. The curse rebounded, leaving Voldemort defeated. The dark lord was reduced to a phantom. This caused a great explosion that pulled the roof down on the nursery. Peter transformed into his rat animagus and scurried off into the night with his masters wand. In the aftermath of his unknown use of the force three wavy blue lines on top of each other appeared on Harry’s forehead, marking him as the force’s chosen one. This marking faded away so that it was invisible. The falling debris left a v scar on Seth Potter’s cheek, Harry’s brother.
5 minutes later, James and Lilly Potter along with Sirius Black and Albus Dumbeldore rushed into their destroyed home to find their baby son, Harry, seemingly untouched amidst the rubble, while his brother Seth bore the clear signs of Voldemort's curse. The air was thick with dust and magic, the walls charred and the windows shattered. The sight of Seth's scarred cheek made Lilly's heart plummet.
"Is he...?" she whispered, her voice quivering.
Albus Dumbledore nodded solemnly, his eyes filled with a mix of shock and sorrow. "The boy who lived," he murmured.
James Potter's heart ached as he looked at his youngest son, Seth. He had always known that the prophecy could have referred to either of his children, but the raw reality of the situation was difficult to bear. With trembling hands, he lifted the small body of his son from the wreckage.
In the chaos that followed, Seth was mistakenly celebrated as the Boy Who Lived. The Potters got caught up in the game and glory thus leaving Harry with the Dursleys, a family who would abuse him for the next month. Despite the hardships, the Force watched over him, subtly guiding him through the darkness.
After one month with the Dursleys, the Force acted. In a flash of light, Harry was transported to Concordia, where he landed in the midst of a training camp for Mandalorian warriors. There, he was found by Pre Vizsla and Death Watch, who took him in as one of their own. The legacy of K'raath’s prophecy flickered like a distant star, waiting for its destined warrior.