The command deck of a First Order Star Destroyer is silent but for the low thrum of machinery and the occasional barked report from an officer. General Hux stands at the viewport, hands clasped behind his back, eyes fixed on the stars stretching endlessly before him. The polished steel of the bridge reflects his sharp uniform, every detail immaculate. There is no urgency, no alarm—only the steady rhythm of discipline and control, a fleet poised for conquest, and a commander quietly calculating the next move in the galaxy’s unfolding war.