Summary:
A lone Protoss Probe falls in the final battle for Aiur—only to awaken in a strange, unfamiliar galaxy under twin suns. Stranded in a humanoid body, stripped of the Khala, and surrounded by countless alien species, she discovers that one thing remains: her ability to build. From the sands of Tatooine, she begins to reconstruct a forgotten order—one pylon, one structure, one unit at a time.
But resources are scarce, allies are uncertain, and the rules of this universe are unlike anything the Koprulu sector ever knew. As she navigates cultural confusion, trade with Jawas, and attacks from Tusken Raiders, a single directive remains: survive, adapt... and build a kingdom that will never fall.
This is my very first fanfiction, written with the help of AI assistance. I hope you enjoy the journey—and where it might lead.