So, it's been a while since I've done one of these. Three years, in fact. I've played through the class stories so many times, I've made so many characters over the years and I just ended up running out of ideas. However, I always had a bit of a white whale; a character I wanted to make but could never quite get down. Well, after literal years of writing and rewriting the concept, here she is.
For a little more context, the consular always felt like the weakest story to me and a large part of that is that a dark side playthrough doesn't really work. I saw that as a challenge, and that's where this concept came from. My previous consular was my so-called Punch Jedi who only used fists and force powers and was a bit of a Red Oni-esque character; chaotic and headstrong but ultimately a good person. I wanted to go the exact opposite with this one with a Blue Oni; a figure who is ruled by a desire for perfection and order over emotion, believing this to be the ultimate harmony. The main theme here is how the Jedi Code can be corrupted to create quite a dark philosophy. I didn't want to make the character feel evil, but rather a cold, calculating figure who has completely divorced themself from the ideas of emotion and compassion in order to be what they see as serene perfection. The aim of this backstory is to explain how a person could slowly fall into this idea of self-perfection that leads to the Dark Side. So, with all that said, I introduce:
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Seras Vael, Blade of the Force
When Seras Vael was born, it was quickly recognised that she possessed an unusually powerful connection to the Force. Even among the Miraluka, whose people were naturally attuned to the unseen currents of the galaxy, Seras’ perception was exceptional. She didn't just see through the Force; she seemed to understand its movements before they occurred. She could sense fear before a child spoke, grief before tears were shed, anger beneath words of kindness. The emotions of others were never hidden from Seras. They were an open book, and one that she could never close. She sensed every fear, every flicker of hope, every cruel thought in others. It made it hard for her to cope and she quickly found that solitude was her sanctuary. At the age of four, she was taken to the Jedi Enclave on Alpheridies to begin her training.
From her earliest years, Seras struggled to relate to the other younglings. While they learned through experience, play, and kinship, Seras learned through observation and meditation. The Force revealed things to her that others could not see: hidden fears, unspoken desires, the turbulence beneath calm expressions. She studied her fellow trainees as well as the masters, watching their moods waive and flow. Seras began to believe that emotions were disturbances in the natural harmony of life, ripples that obscured the truth beneath them. She wished to see past those ripples, to reveal that truth.
While other Padawans played, Seras meditated. Where they sought companionship, she sought understanding. She trained her body until exhaustion, her mind until silence, and her connection to the Force until she could anticipate movements before they happened.
As she grew, her instructors praised her focus, but some began to worry about the source of her devotion. Seras did not seek mastery because she loved the Force. She sought mastery because she feared what would happen if she didn't.
Over time, the Jedi Code stopped being a philosophy to her, but a path toward perfection, a dogma which defined her role.
There is no emotion, there is peace.
Emotion became the first obstacle to overcome. Fear, anger, grief, attachment, all were disturbances that clouded judgment and disrupted harmony. A Jedi who could not master their own feelings could never hope to guide others.
There is no ignorance, there is knowledge.
Ignorance was the source of suffering. Lies, deception, and hidden motives created uncertainty and conflict. Conflict caused disharmony. The truth had to be uncovered, no matter how painful it was, and those who concealed the truth, whether through malice or ignorance, endangered harmony and had to be brought to light. Even well-intentioned deceptions; white lies, inaccuracies or half-truths, could all lead to chaos and disorder.
There is no passion, there is serenity.
Passion was the enemy. Desire was weakness. Compassion could become attachment and mercy could become indulgence. To act with true clarity, a Jedi must cut away every impulse that placed the self above the greater good.
There is no chaos, there is harmony.
Chaos was not something to be endured; it was something to be corrected. Those who brought disorder, who threatened harmony, who disrupted peace, could not be allowed to continue unchecked.
There is no death, there is the Force.
Life and death were not opposing forces, but merely movements within the greater will of the Force. To cling to one life over another was to invite chaos and fear. The Jedi’s duty was not to preserve life at all costs, but to ensure that the Force’s greater harmony endured.
Seras devoted herself to these ideals, silently repeating them like a mantra. She served the Force, the ultimate truth, stripped of all emotion and bias… or at least she believed so.
During a training duel with another Padawan, Seras experienced the consequences of failing to maintain her perfect control. When her opponent pressed unexpectedly, instinct overtook discipline. She released a powerful burst of kinetic energy through the Force, throwing the other student into a stone pillar. The Padawan survived, but their injuries were severe enough to require months of recovery.
Seras was devastated. Her doctrine had failed her. No, she had failed it. She had failed to suppress her power and it had hurt another.
The event became the defining moment of her life. She did not see it as a lesson in humility or the necessity of compassion. She saw it as proof that even a single moment of emotional uncertainty was enough to cause suffering. She did not hate herself for what she had done. Hatred was another emotion, another weakness. Instead, she slavishly analysed the event, replaying it in her mind as she meditated, dissected every moment, every sensation, every thought that preceded the outburst. She would find a flaw and she would remove it.
From that day forward, she resolved that she would never again allow herself to be ruled by instinct, fear, or attachment. She would master herself completely.
Her increasing isolation and extraordinary skill eventually led the Jedi to transfer her from the Enclave to Tython, where she could continue her training away from the distractions and dangers of the younger students. The masters hoped that a new environment and fresh instructors would help her develop balance.
Seras saw the transfer differently. She believed it was the next step in her path; the Jedi had recognized her discipline and that she required greater challenges. The Force had guided her forward. She would embrace the solitude, refine her abilities, and become the Jedi she believed the galaxy required, a paragon of the Force.
On Tython, Seras dedicates herself to the path of the Guardian, mastering the lightsaber as an extension of herself. She views the lightsaber not as a weapon of aggression, but as an instrument of resolution. A Jedi’s duty was not merely to protect peace after it was threatened but to prevent threats from ever reaching that point.
Through mastery of herself, she masters conflict.
Through mastery of conflict, she brings harmony.
And through harmony, she would restore balance to the Force.
Seras Vael does not desire power. She does not seek conquest. She does not crave recognition or glory.
She believes that suffering exists because the galaxy is imperfect.
And she believes that, with enough discipline, enough focus, and enough control, perfection is not merely possible. It is her duty.
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If you've read this far, it genuinely means a lot to me that people are willing to engage with my writing. Since I'm down here, I wanted to expound a bit on a few of my choices.
I wanted to make Seras a miraluka because of the theme of blind justice, which plays a lot into her design. She sees herself as a Blade of the Force. She dehumanises herself as a weapon or a tool because then her actions are the will of the Force, rather than her own choice. This is also why I decided to go with a guardian, rather than a more traditional sage. She doesn't use the Force. The Force uses her. Plus I've never really played a guardian before.
Most importantly, I didn't want to present Seras as being right here. I wanted to present her as being understandable. With her Force sight, she sees everything as extremely black and white (literally) and, being an awkward, socially isolated teenager, she works to legitimise that worldview through her studies, something that happens with a lot of young people in real life. Seras is not a bad person. She's a person who cannot accept that she isn't perfect and everything she experiences seems to reinforce that idea. If anything, the events of the Consular story will only push her deeper into her own fanaticism as she is given more responsibility and treated as more special by the story and the weird deadpan delivery the Consular VAs do really fit the vibe. So… yeah, that's what I think, anyway. Also, her name is Vael because she wears a blindfold and the title 'Blade of the Force' is meant to depict how she sees herself; not as an individual but as an embodiment of the Force's will.