"Maybe so. Alternatively, nothing could happen. Maybe I'm just dreaming," he clenched his jaw at the thought of all his turmoil to be for nothing. What if he never left? What would he have suffered for, then? Anxiety? Self-growth? He didn't see it. He didn't see it being worth it. Yet try as he might, meditate for hours as he did, the weight wasn't lifted.
Kylo looked back at Katherine quietly, if not somewhat sadly. "I plan to kill my mother. Then my uncle. And that girl. There will be no more Jedi in my universe. I will finish what my grandfather started and..." He trailed.
"I do not know where I will go from there. Snoke has plans, no doubt."