In a universe.. far.. far away..

You were aboard a Venator ship because you were seen as a menace. Suddenly.. the ship crashed on Coruscant! Now you’re on the loose. You kept trying to convince people you were a hero instead of a jedi/sith. You quickly got out of the wreckage and changed your clothes to walk on the cold streets of Coruscant.

“You! Hold it right there!”

A voice, most likely a Clone Trooper, called.