granulon

In a universe where the fate of trillions turns on a snap of cosmic fingers, a new power appears — and it answers to no pantheon. He isn't a mutant. He isn't a sorcerer. He's a Maker. He wakes up in New York with a splitting hangover, a life that isn't his, and a System calling itself the Celestial Forge. No prophecy. No destiny. No calling to save anybody. And that suits him fine — he never wanted to save this world. He wants to understand it. Take it apart, study every piece, and put it back together by his own rules and design. From a workbench in a one-room apartment to technology that can tip the balance of power in the universe. One man. One Celestial Blacksmith. And a very short patience for people who mistake genius for a resource they can spend. This is an authorised translation. Original author: Expero

A fanfic set in the Star Wars universe. The story follows a transmigrator who awakens as an infant of the Sephi species, decades before the events of the main saga, growing up amid the political tensions and hidden conflicts that will one day shape the fate of the galaxy.