The overthrow of the Republic is complete. The Separatist forces have been smashed, the Jedi Council nearly dominated, and the rest of the Jedi Order all but destroyed. Now absolute power rests in the iron fist of Darth Sidious - the cunning Sith Lord better known as the former Senator, now Emperor Palpatine. But more remains to be done. Pockets of Resistance in the galaxy must still be defeated and missing Jedi accounted for... and dealt with. These crucial tasks fall to Darth Vader. In turn, the Dark Lord has groomed a female lethal apprentice entrusted with a top secret mission to comb the galaxy and dispatch the last of her's Master's enemies, thereby punctuating the dark sides victory with the Jedis doom.

Tags: +18, Mature, Action, Maybe Harem, Fantasy, Kingdom Building, Romantic Subplot, Strong MC, Timeline Divergence, Transmigration, Reincarnation, Gore,  Brutality, Villain MC.

A selfish power-hungry guy dies and transmigrates into the STAR WARS universe. See his attempt to conquer the galaxy and becoming a Sith. Dark/Selfish Powerhungry MC fic. I also uploaded this fic on fanfiction net so there's no copying.

Planning to finish the story even if it takes 10 years.

This is a 'REWRITE' of my first ever fanfiction; please give me feedback and suggestions. In a sense, I am turning a new leaf for this story.

English is my second language to let others know why I sometimes make mistakes.

Note: I do not own Star Wars. It Belongs to The Walt Disney Company. This story is not written for commercial gain. I make no money from it.

Several years before Star Wars. The Rise of Skywalker, Rey traveled across the galaxy to find the next generation of Jedi. Cale Lestin aka Star Dust and five other children have been chosen to learn the ways of the Force. Cale will have to prove himself to everyone that he has what it takes to eventually become Rey's apprentice. Does he have what it takes?

Several years before Star Wars. The Rise of Skywalker, Rey traveled across the galaxy to find the next generation of Jedi. Cale Lestin and five other children have been chosen to learn the ways of the Force. Cale will have to prove himself to everyone that he has what it takes to eventually become Rey's apprentice. Does he have what it takes?

Author [WillyDJ] Synopsis:
"Part of my project to commit all the sins. So yeah. An SI or at least an OC very much like me (with a few differences). In Star Wars with the action starting just after TPM. Best to treat it as another crazy AU ride from the Happy Martian Avatar."
This novel I bring to you from forums that not so many had visited and it's hard to find constantly updated stories.
Forum stories of origin:
https://forums.spacebattles.com/threads/how-to-not-raise-a-sith-lord-star-wars-si.765010/reader/
All right for star wars and etc are reserved by their respected owned, this is a work of fanfiction and made by [WillyDJ] Author!!!

Author [WillyDJ] Synopsis:
"Part of my project to commit all the sins. So yeah. An SI or at least an OC very much like me (with a few differences). In Star Wars with the action starting just after TPM. Best to treat it as another crazy AU ride from the Happy Martian Avatar."
My synopsis:

Our MC average Joe gets flunk into SW prequel universe and bumped a greatest SW taking 'The Chosen one' time bomb. Will he succeed to prevent the horrible future or not? Well, we'll all see as we follow the Force!

This novel I bring to you from forums that not so many had visited and it's hard to find constantly updated stories.
Forum stories of origin:
https://forums.spacebattles.com/threads/how-to-not-raise-a-sith-lord-star-wars-si.765010/reader/
All right for star wars and etc are reserved by their respected owned, this is a work of fanfiction and made by [WillyDJ] Author!!!

Gwen Parker lives a normal mundane life on earth studying archaeology at a university in London.

What will happen as she is thrown into a new world of star ship battles and lightsaber wielding strangers? And what will happen when she isn't the only one to get transported to a galaxy far, far away?

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This is a romance story as well as an action and adventure story centred around Star Wars episode IV A New Hope.

-Luke Skywalker x OC
-Star Wars
-A New Hope
-Series
-Book 1

Our MC Kylo Ray is a hardcore Star Wars Fan who was on his way home from a Star Wars meet up and died from a heat stroke being overweight and the sweltering summers heat.

Join Kylo as he journeys through the Star Wars Universe and becomes either the hope of all life throughout the Galaxy, or the one to bring it's downfall.

Disclaimer: I do not own any part of the Star Wars Franchise and all rights go to their respective owners. The only thing I own from this fanfic is my character and the creativity put into his Journey... Please support the Official Release of the actual Star Wars Movies

Li Yao was rather confused. "That's a rather… unconventional thought."
"It's very simple," Long Yangjun explained. "The civil wars within the civilization of mankind are mostly for resources, especially the planets with abundant spiritual energy, atmosphere, sunlight, and water sources. It will be even better if there are Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures and a lot of crystals mother lodes on them!
"Vulnerable and picky human beings can only live on such planets. Even if they have grown into a 'starship civilization', they still must find such planets as their bases and therefore spend their entire time searching for them!
"Wars only happen when we are fighting over such planets that are actually terribly rare in the sea of stars. For example, the Black Wind Fleet has marched to this place after a tremendous journey from the center of the cosmos, but isn't their purpose to raid the Sector here and loot all the resources including population?
"However, if everyone—no, that is not necessary—if half of mankind is transformed into 'virtual life' and lives in the 'Spiriters' Realm', the pressure on resources will be greatly reduced. Humans have the highest demand on their habitats. Demons are much more adaptable than humans and can live on many barren and harsh planets. The Spiriters, on the other hand, are a great deal more adaptive than demons. For them, they can establish tiny centers of super crystal processors deep below the surface of most of the solid planets as long as their underground is free of the interferences of radiation!
"Everything can be created in the virtual world. Money, women, land, Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures… All the reasons from ancient times to today that ever caused a war will no longer be a problem in the virtual world!
"As a result, after the living space of human beings is expanded a hundred times over, their internal conflict will be greatly soothed. Wars may not be entirely wiped out, but the odds of wars that are caused by the competition of resources will be greatly reduced. Maybe that is what your professor believes.
"Even if the Spiriters really have conflicts and a war is inevitable, the wars will not be as cruel as what we are having right now. I have come up with two new modes when I just give it a thought.
"Firstly, just like a war DLC of 'Civilization', they can establish a virtual battlefield in the virtual world. It doesn't matter at all even if they burn everything on the battlefield down or kill everybody they see.
"Secondly, didn't your professor mention shells? If the Spiriters must fight a war in the material world, all the warriors can crawl into a certain 'shell' to remote control the army, like the drones or the war puppets that we have today. Even if the shell is utterly damaged, the soul may still be unharmed.
"Think about it. What an advanced, clean, and peaceful form of war. Nobody will really be killed in such a war. Even if some of them may accidentally crash their soul, the odds of the potential victims will still be significantly lowered than in a war right now!
"Then, the universe will embrace eternal peace. War will be a solution to resolve disagreement peacefully. It can even be a game of entertainment!"
"War… can be a game?" Li Yao shuddered coldly.
"Why are you wearing such an expression of disbelief, like human beings are just a bunch of innocent children?" Long Yangjun sniffed. "Humans are war machines created by the Pangu Clan and the Nuwa Clan in the first place. War and violence are an ineffaceable part embedded in the deepest part of everyone's genes. Human children like to play with toy guns and military action figures. Adolescents like action movies and war games. Even at the twilight of their life, aren't old people still fond of power struggles and strategies? And you personally, Vulture Li Yao, do you dare to say that you do not like the feeling of fighting?"
Li Yao was rendered speechless for a moment. He could only say, "No, it's impossible. I don't think that my professor is as crazy as you think…"
"It all depends on whether Professor Mo Xuan is a good guy or a bad guy," Long Yangjun said. "If Professor Mo Xuan is truly a vicious villain, and his ambitions are to make the Spiriters rule the world, he will certainly not concoct any scheme at this point because the timing is too inappropriate, and the odds of success are too low.
"Besides, the potential of the Spiriters are obvious. He can totally draw a magnificent blueprint and spend hundreds of years in hibernation while manipulating everything in secret, like Jin Tuyi did. Thousands of years later, when mankind is even more deeply associated with the Spiritual Nexus, it will be the best opportunity for him, and he will activate all his plans!
"If he is not a vicious villain but only a selfish one who considers the interests of the Spiriters as the top priority and does not care about the conditions of other people at all, he still won't jump out at this point. He can totally dedicate his life and resources to the 'Tinder Plan' and flee with his 'Spiriters' to the distant future far, far away, leaving the 'old human beings' and the Star Glory Federation behind.
"After all, the Spiriters represent the future. All he needs to do is grasp the future. As for those people in the Star Glory Federation who don't believe him, he can simply leave them at their own mercy. Would he be bothered by their fate at all?
"Think about it. Does it make sense? If Professor Mo Xuan is a vicious guy or a selfish guy, there is no reason he should jump out at this point, is there?"
Li Yao pondered for a moment and nodded. "Correct. He shouldn't jump out to cause trouble if he is selfish or evil."
"However, as I said just now and what you have always believed, what if Professor Mo Xuan is neither a bad guy nor a selfish guy, but a good guy who places the interests of mankind above the interests of himself and the Spiriters?" Long Yangjun asked. "When such a 'good guy' has discovered a solution that can bring absolute peace to human beings and avoid wars forever, will he be patient enough to wait hundreds or thousands more years? Is it possible for him to carry out an 'escape plan', abandon his compatriots and motherland, and run to the future, while leaving other people to struggle in the turbulence of war?
"At this very second, putting the 'minor conflict' that is about to break out between the Star Glory Federation and the Black Wind Fleet aside, a super war that is a hundred times more gory that the war here is taking place between the Imperium of True Human Beings and the Alliance of the Holy Covenant, two human superpowers at the center of the cosmos!
"In such a super war, countless people die every second. They are blown into smithereens, their broken limbs flying everywhere. A lot of old people, women, and children are trembling in fear, screaming, and struggling painfully to live or die!
"As the Star Glory Federation embarks on the journey to seek universal hegemony, it is inevitable that you will be involved in the war, too. Whether you win or you lose in the end, billions of people are destined to be killed!
"Can Professor Mo Xuan, as a good guy, idle about when such a future approaches and simply care about the petty interests of his Spiriters?
"Can he ignore the deaths of billions of people and abandon his dearest compatriots, but only dwell in his small circle of the 'Spiriters'?
"No. It's impossible. If Professor Mo Xuan is truly a good guy, he will definitely try his best to save all of them and free everybody from war!
"Therefore, when we were just considering from the perspective of the interests of the Spiriters and himself, we certainly couldn't find an answer, but if we think for the interests of all mankind, everything will make sense!"
Bulging his eyes, Li Yao mumbled, "My professor is indeed… someone who is willing to sacrifice everything for his motherland and compatriots. Also, as a refiner, he is also a resolute and determined one. When he has a plan, he will certainly not just write it on paper or talk about it but will put it into practice step by step!
"To carry out the Heavenly Road Plan a hundred years ago, if I hadn't volunteered to look for the Ancient Sages Sector deep inside the dark nebula, Professor Mo Xuan would have abandoned everything and marched into the dark nebula at the risk of his life!
"It's understandable that he does such things now, but—but the odds of success are astoundingly low!"
"You don't save someone because you are sure that they can be saved," Long Yangjun said. "For example, if you see a poor, innocent little girl on a crystal rail, and a high-speed crystal train is running toward her and will soon crash into her, just because you calculate that the odds that you can save the little girl are only one percent, will you simply watch her be killed by the train while doing nothing about it?"
Li Yao thought for a moment and replied, "No, I don't think so. I believe that most people will not calculate the odds at all. There may be too little time for them to understand the situation, but if they realize what is going on, they will certainly jump forward to save her without considering anything. It is a natural instinct, a conditional reflex. Why bother calculating the odds?"
"Exactly," Long Yangjun said. "You need only calculate the odds of success when you are carrying out a 'scheme', and you will only activate it if the odds of success are high enough. However, 'salvation' is a natural instinct; one does not require consideration or calculation. People will do it whether it succeeds or fails and whether it is beneficial for themselves or harmful!
"As long as war is completely destroyed, trillions of people and even everybody in the entire universe will be saved. Nobody will ever be caught in the pain and destruction caused by war. There will be no more conflicts, no more contradictions, and no more bloody wars! Is such a 'motive' not enough to make 'good guy Professor Mo Xuan' pay everything?"
Li Yao was lost for words, completely defeated by such a new way of thinking.
"Of course, this is just my random thought. It might not necessarily be the truth," Long Yangjun said casually. "It was you who insisted that Professor Mo Xuan was weird and asked me to find a 'motive' for his scheme. Then, after I examined and ruled out all the possibilities with my wisdom, this is the last motive that I found.
"I have already tried my best. You can take your time to think about it. After all, whether it is true or false, we will reach the Heaven's Origin Sector very soon. After we get to the turf of your wife and your disciple, there will be nothing to be scared of!"
After saying that, Long Yangjun was ready to crawl back into the protective gel.
Right then, a sweet voice of reminder echoed from the ceiling of the cabin.
"Last five seconds to the space jump. All passengers, please immerse yourselves into the protective gel and close the covers of the cocoon cabins, in case the storms in four-dimensional space scourge your body and soul."
"Five… Four… Three…"
Storms in four-dimensional space… Scourge the body and the soul…
Li Yao was deep in thought. The last few words of the reminder, however, forced him to bulge his bloodshot eyes wider and wider. His face grew more and more awful, too. A moment later, he shrieked at the top of his voice, "No. We cannot start a space jump. There is a trap in the four-dimensional space!"


“Even if this universe is truly nothing more than a brutal, bloody, shadowy forest, we Cultivators will burn all that we have just to give off a single weak flickering spark in the darkness! 
“No matter how weak each spark is, how short-lived, how small… As long as the sparks flow unabated, then one day one of those sparks will light some tinder, and that tinder shall light some fallen branches, and those branches shall set ablaze each and every last tree of the forest! 
“In the end, even the smallest sparks will eventually set the shadowy forest ablaze and illuminate the whole world!”
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** Qidian International and the former translator, Mr. Strivon, have reached an agreement to buy out the chapters and host them on our site. We will be continuing the translation from the last chapter translated by Mr. Strivon **

A moment later, Mo Wuji realised that he would not be able to charge out with brute force. Once his elemental energy and spiritual will ran out, he would die.

At this point, Mo Wuji directly threw out large quantities of lightning bolts. Originally he had the Scholar’s Heart to cover and protect him, so he technically did not need lightning bolts and just had to charge forward. However, after some time he noticed a pattern. The more Star Scorpions he killed, the more blocked his way. This meant that it was never ending, and the more he charged forward, the thicker the wall of Star Scorpions. 

Hence Mo Wuji tried to increase his rate of attacks at the area ahead of him, and as expected, more Space Scorpions rushed over to block him.

His lightning bolts continued to stretch out further, not to attack the Space Scorpions by his side, but those much further away.

After Mo Wuji’s attack, he could no longer see the open space in front of him.

This was because even more Space Scorpions had instinctively blocked his path, and with his spiritual will, Mo Wuji realised that the Space Scorpions behind him had thinned out.

Taking a deep breath, he knew that this was the moment to escape. As long as he could turn around in the shortest time possible and take out his flying ship as fast as he could, there was a chance of escaping.

For this he had to be extremely fast, as those Space Scorpion, while not smart, were not stupid either. Once they found out that he had turned around suddenly, it would put them on guard even more. The next time he tried to create such an opportunity, it would be much more difficult.

It was a pity that the Scholar’s Heart still had no offensive capabilities, otherwise if he could throw out a large wave of green fire, no matter how many Space Scorpions there were, they would just be a joke.

Another few waves of lightning bolts landed in front, and Mo Wuji drew out the spherical flying ship.

Indeed, Mo Wuji’s sudden turning around motion confused the Space Scorpions blocking his way momentarily. By the time they charged forward again, his flying ship had been started up, and he charged out leaving a blur behind.

Two hours later, the figures of Space Scorpions left the field of vision of Mo Wuji’s spiritual will, and he finally sat down at the bow of the flying ship, sweating profusely.

This had been the closest of close shaves, as he was nearly done in by the Space Scorpions.

…

"Hmm, who is that guy that just appeared at rank 9831 on the Earth Board? His name is so weird, Rogue Cultivator 2705?" On the large plaza in Nine Mo City, someone noticed the unusual name that had been added onto the Earth Board.

Mo Wuji did not know that the name "Rogue Cultivator 2705" would appear on the Earth Board, as he would have reported a name if he knew that he would continue to be represented as Rogue Cultivator 2705 after killing the Great Circle of True Lake Stage cultivator after remaining nameless. Even using the name "Mo Wuji" was better than having "Rogue Cultivator 2705" appear on Zhen Mo Continent.

"I know who the original rank 9831 was, his name is Fu Zhize, an expert a half step into Nihility God Stage, who had killed a seriously injured Nihility God Stage Level 6 expert out of luck a year ago. That Nihility God Stage Level 6 expert was originally rank 9831 on the Earth Board, but because Fu Zhize killed him, he was able to get onto the Earth Board."

To most cultivators, the 10,000 names on the Heaven, Earth, and Mortal Boards were not really much. Many could regurgitate any name on any of the three boards.

"That’s right, I’ve heard of that before. This guy is afraid of being challenged by others, so who knows where he hid to. This Rogue Cultivator 2705 is quite lucky, to be able to meet this sham Fu Zhize. Hmm, Rogue Cultivator 2705, isn’t he…"

Another cultivator remembered who Rogue Cultivator 2705 was in the middle of his sentence. Such a famous person, and one could say that no one that followed the three board would not know who Rogue Cultivator 2705 was.

"He he, you’re not that hopeless after all. Who was the previous rank 1 of the Mortal Board? Wasn’t it Rogue Cultivator 2705? I heard that Gu Shaoyi admitted that he isn’t a match for this guy too."

The surrounding people all sucked in a breath of cold air, and could not believe that this was true.

Rogue Cultivator 2705 becoming rank 1 on the Mortal Board and going on the Earth Board was definitely true, and nothing surprising. The shocking thing was, just how long ago did Rogue Cultivator 2705 become rank 1 on the Mortal Board? Even if Rogue Cultivator 2705 advanced to Yuan Dan Stage, the Earth Board had no Yuan Dan Stage cultivators on it up till today.

Even the worst was in the advanced True Lake Stage, and those would have got on the board with exceedingly good luck, then disappeared soon after. A good example would have been Fu Zhize.

Rogue Cultivator 2705 could have advanced to Yuan Dan Stage, but he definitely couldn’t reach True Lake Stage in a mere few years’ time right? So what if he had really reached True Lake Stage? The Earth Board was not the stage for True Lake Stage cultivators, and even those that scraped through were in advanced True Lake Stage. It was basically the territory of Nihility God Stage experts.

"Rogue Cultivator 2705, I heard his dao companion was forced into a corner in space by the young hall master of the Star King Mountain’s Star Wars Hall…"

"Don’t spout nonsense, otherwise you won’t even know how you were killed."

…

The same discussion happened on all plazas in Zhen Mo Continent with the three boards erected in them. Initially, all talks of Rogue Cultivator 2705 had died down after his name left the Mortal Board, but now he had become the main topic for everyone’s conversations.

…

Star King Mountain’s Star Lord Summit. A middle aged man wearing ordinary clothes stood with his hands behind his back, on the edge of a cliff, gazing into the long winding rivers in the distance.

A brown robed old man speedily walked over, softly speaking behind the middle aged man, "Star Lord, Rogue Cultivator 2705 has appeared again. I heard that he got to rank 9831 of the Earth Board."

"Oh, based on the duration of time, he should be at most in Yuan Dan Stage right? A Yuan Dan Stage entering the Earth Board, he’s this extraordinary? No wonder he became rank 1 on Star King Mountain’s Mortal King Board." The middle aged man referred to as Star Lord suddenly turned around, and spoke agitatedly.

"That’s right, have the men that the Xia Clan sent to Lost Continent returned?"

The brown robed man quickly replied, "They haven’t, including Worldly Immortal Stage Gu Qi. I suspect that there’s some top notch expert on the Lost Continent that made all of them stay behind."

The middle aged Star Lord nodded his head, "This is not impossible.  Back when the Lost Continent’s rules were not destroyed, they had more prodigies, and there were many more experts over there as compared to Zhen Mo Continent. You should instead focus on monitoring the Xia Clan, and don’t allow them to return to the Lost Continent again. But since Rogue Cultivator 2705 has come to Zhen Mo Continent, I doubt that the Xia Clan will want to go back to the Lost Continent."

"Yes Star Lord. Should I look for Rogue Cultivator 2705, and protect him from the shadows? Otherwise I’m afraid that the Xia Clan will harm him." The brown robed old man whispered.

After a long period of silence, the middle aged Star Lord sighed, "A genius that requires protection is not truly a genius. Let him be. If he is able to survive, it means that he is indeed the person that will save our Zhen XIng. If he can’t even survive, then there’s no need to talk about anything else. Moreover, he was able to make it so far precisely because he is a rogue cultivator with no one to protect him."

As he finished speaking, the middle aged Star Lord shook his head, seemingly mumbling to himself, "It’s a pity that this guy is too pale, with the look of a scholar. He’s not the ideal person…"

He had obtained the details of how Rogue Cultivator 2705 looked like from the Xia Clan, which described Mo Wuji’s pale scholar disguise.

...

At the same time in Star King Mountain’s Star Wars Hall Xia Clan.

Xia Mu had just come out from cultivation, and as compared to when he had just arrived at the Lost Continent a few years ago, the Xia Mu now had a stable and sharp aura about him. The aura around him had settled down, and he began to appear like an expert.

"Young master, there’s news about Rogue Cultivator 2705." The short Rhodes ran in excitedly. Since Ceng Houyi was killed, most of Xia Mu’s tasks were entrusted to him.

"Where?" A pleasant look of surprise instantly appeared on Xia Mu’s face as he suddenly stood up. However, he soon thought of his father’s teachings, hence sitting down once again, and suppressing the rashness in his heart.

Rhodes replied, "He got on the Earth Board, and is rank 9831."

This made Xia Mu stunned for a while, before he spoke again, "This guy is indeed impressive, to be able to reach rank 9831 in a short few years’ time."

He was indeed rather shocked, as he had barely reached the top 1,000 in rank on the Earth Board after hustling till today. At the same time, he was very aware that his rank was fake. In actuality, he might really be outside the top 2,000 ranks.

"I want to report this to my father." Xia Mu soon came to a decision.

The Rogue Cultivator 2705 could sneakily take out Ceng Houyi, hence he probably was seeking death if he faced Rogue Cultivator 2705 alone. On top of that, he had forced Rogue Cultivator 2705’s dao companion to her death, so Rogue Cultivator 2705 probably had a big grudge against him.

A deep voice laced with joy came from the door, "My son seems to have improved recently, to know how to plan before taking action."

"Father," Xia Mu immediately stood to one side and bowed upon seeing the man that had entered. It was his father that had come in, Star King Mountain Star Wars Hall’s Hall Master Xia Dandao.

"Greetings Hall Master," Rhodes bowed respectfully towards Xia Dandao before leaving carefully.

Xia Dandao walked to the seat that Xia Mu just stood up from, and spoke, "Star Lord has noticed that Rogue Cultivator 2705, so if you want to act, you cannot act openly. This will be bad for the Xia Clan. Find out his location first."

"Yes father." Xia Mu quickly replied. Rogue Cultivator 2705 definitely had to die by his hands. He was no longer the Xia Mu from a few years ago. Even if his father had not said so, he would not have openly gone to kill Rogue Cultivator 2705.



Here, only those with spiritual roots can cultivate while those with mortal roots are destined to stay mortal.

Mo Wuji only has mortal roots, but will he only remain as a mortal? 

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Watch as Mo Wuji fights against this destiny with his grit and tenacity. Feel your hearts pound as he goes through exciting adventures and encounters. Cry as tragedies befall him. Smile as he crushes his enemies and forges his own path. Where will his cultivation ultimately lead him?


I tossed and turned for most of the night. Finding out about Bill seemed to make things worse. Two years he had been stuck in the past. I hadn't considered that I would have to relive my life. Could I live with my mom until I graduated and went off to college? I didn't think so—not unless I could get her to believe that I wasn't her sixteen-year-old daughter but a woman who was even older than she was now. 
Saturday was bright and sunny and I got dressed in shorts a T-shirt that had DYNO-MITE written across the front with an image of a grinning Jimmy "J. J." Walker from the television show Good Times. I pulled on my Chucks, wondering why I didn't have any shoes that felt this comfortable, as if they had been made just for my feet. Then I made myself a bowl of cereal and waited for my mother to complete her plans to take me in for a drug test. I was actually looking forward to it. Then she would know that I wasn't like Kush, and the silent accusations would have to end. 
My sister was sprawled out on the living room floor watching Saturday morning cartoons, and when the commercials came on I sat more enthralled by them than by the show. I saw the "new" Atari game system, He-Man and Star Wars action figures, and tabletop arcade games featuring Pac Man. 
Mama came into the room looking hip in a pair of tight-fitting jeans and an African print blouse that hugged her shapely torso. She was so pretty, mostly because she felt it and it therefore showed. It had taken me years to learn that little secret. 
"Kenya and I have to run some errands, but we'll be back before long. You are to stay in this house, Nubia, and no visitors. Understand?"
"Yes, ma'am," my sister replied while barely turning from the television set. I figured that she would be cool with staying in as long as she had her endless supply of cartoons to fortify her. I wasn't surprised that mama didn't tell Nubia what we were really up to. After all, she didn't want to put ideas into her head.
When we got into the car, Mama turned to me. "You look good in those shorts. I told you that you weren't too big to wear shorts. You ought to get stylin' more, Kenya. You are such a pretty girl. Stop hiding your beauty."
I smiled. "I want to start dressing like a sixteen-year-old and not like I'm twelve."
She grinned as she drove. "Why? You got a boyfriend that you haven't told me about?"
"No," I said flatly. "I just want to be better, Mom."
"Mom? Where did that come from? You've been watching too much Brady Bunch."
Yeah, she was right about the slip in calling her Mom. I hadn't started calling her that until after I'd gone away for college and using the word "mama" made me feel like I was still under her roof.
"Kenya. You know that you can talk to me about things, right?"
I turned in my seat to look at her fully. "You mean about me coming from the future?"
Her lip twisted, she shook her head, and she turned up the radio angrily. She thought I was just messing with her. 
Mama took me to a free clinic. I guess she was too ashamed to take me to our family doctor because this was all so ludicrous. I peed in a cup, and within the hour the results came back clean. Completely clean. 
As we returned to the car Mama gave me a confused look. Finally she asked what had obviously been eating at her. "What do you mean that you're from the future?"
With relief I stopped walking and looked at her with as much sincerity as I could muster. "I'm fifty-one years old. It's the year 2016 and I'm an accountant with two grown kids. One day I went to work and found a strange letter on my keyboard. On it was written September seventh, 1982." 
My mother seemed to be listening intently.  
"I went to bed that night, and when I woke up it was September seventh, 1982. Remember when I asked you the date?"
My mother shook her head in confusion. "Kenya, what you're saying is insane. You do realize that, don't you?"
"I know it sounds crazy, Mom—Mama, but it's the truth. I just want to go back to my own time! I don't know how—"
"Where's the letter, the one with the date?" she interrupted.
 "I don't have it. It's in my purse…back in 2016."
"2016? Why that date?"
I shrugged. "I don't know. I just know that I need to go back." I feel as if I'm leaving important things undone. Who is taking care of my mom and the reports need to be done at work? But if I'm not there, does that mean time has stopped? I'm here, but there was no sixteen-year-old Kenya waiting for me. My head ached thinking about this. I was no dummy, but I had never been into the whole Star Trek, Star Wars, space-time continuum. Hell, I got confused watching Back To The Future.
"So am I still alive in this future?" she asked.
"Yes, and so is Kush and Nubia. Nubia has kids but she moved to Atlanta."
My mother shook her head and rubbed her face. "Do they have flying cars in the future? Do we read minds instead of talking?"
My eyebrows lifted. "No, none of that. We have cell phones, though."
"Cell phones?"
"They're portable telephones, and people don't really use them to talk on. People use them to text or for social media."
"They…text?"
"They type messages, yes."
"What?" Her eyes narrowed. "They type instead of talk?"
I shook my head slightly. "Yes. It's one way to say something you don't want to say without having to look someone in the eye. It's complicated." My eyebrows shot up quickly. "Oh! We have a black president!"
Mama put her hands on her hips. "Now I know you're a damn lie!" 
"Why?" I asked in confusion. "You've been saying forever that we're going to have a black president."
"Because if we had a black president, you would have told me that before anything else! You know how I feel about blacks and politics! The first thing you would have done is said, 'I'm from the future and we have a black president.' In fact, you would have said 'We're going to have a black president' and then said you were from the future." She turned and began walking. "Come on, let's go!"
When we got to the car I tried once again. "Mama. Why would I make this stuff up?"
She looked at me. "Because you need to speak to a psychiatrist, that's why."
Oh my God. Bill was right. She wouldn't believe that I was from the future, only that I had lost my mind. 




Pepper writes stories that span the gamut from humorous to heartfelt, however the common theme is crossing boundaries. Pepper's unique stories often tackle taboo topics such as mental illness and homelessness. Readers will find themselves questioning their own sense of right and wrong, attraction and desire.
In addition to writing, the author is also an artist, an introverted recluse, a self proclaimed empath and a foodie. Pepper Pace can be contacted at: 
pepperpace.author@yahoo.com

Kenya Daniels has led a life filled with missed opportunities. Now at the age of fifty-one she’s a lonely woman with two adult children who don’t need her, a mother who needs her too much, and a job that doesn’t give her the credit she deserves. When a mysterious envelope turns up on her desk, things take a turn towards the impossible and Kenya finds herself transported back to 1982 as a sixteen year old. 
Kenya must navigate through the 80s--again, with the knowledge and experience of a fifty-year old woman, while trying to find the way back to her original time. 
This Pepper Pace novel mixes humor, family, heartache and love with the twists and turns that Pepper Pace does so well. Everyone loves the 80s…unless you have to relive them.


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