The pain brought him back to the darkness. It eased the tension between two opposing sides, at least for now. Perhaps, in time, he would learn to harness the tension and appreciate both sides of the force. His grandfather and idol, after all, was prophesied to bring balance to the force. But such teachings were as alien to him as the Galactic Empire was to her.

Ren let out a long sigh, sipping the hot tea instead of gulping it. He wasn't interested in power the same way the Supreme Leader was, and had no real desire to rule. Nor was he interested in control the way General Hux was, though he did value order over the chaos he'd grown up with.

"It's personal." he eventually grunted, and that was the truth.

He wanted control over his own destiny and over his weaknesses. His grandfather was more than just an inspiration. Whereas Anakin Skywalker was weak, Darth Vader was strong. Kylo Ren was also strong - deserving of the respect and fear he was due.

"It's a matter of honor."