Glenn Adams

When Vic McCoy closes his eyes, he doesn’t just see the present—he feels the echo of a thousand forgotten wars.

The Great Exodus After Order 66

After the tragedy of Order 66, a small, desperate band of Jedi refused to be hunted into extinction. Rather than hide within the shadows of their own galaxy, they turned outward—beyond mapped hyperspace lanes, beyond the reach of the rising Galactic Empire.

Guided by ancient Force-navigation techniques—precognitive star mapping, meditation-assisted jump calculations, and kyber resonance—they undertook a near-mythical voyage. Legends say they followed a “silent corridor” in hyperspace discovered during the era of the Jedi Order High Council.

Their destination? A quiet spiral galaxy whose dominant species had only begun to experiment with radio waves.

Earth.

The Hidden Lineage

The Jedi who arrived knew they could not rebuild temples or ignite sabers openly. Humanity was not ready—and perhaps never would be.

So they adapted.

They became:

Spiritual advisors

Scientists

Monks and mystics

Investigators of the unexplained

They masked the Force as intuition, coincidence, or faith. They married. They had children. And over generations, the Force lineage thinned—but it never vanished.

Vic McCoy is the latest inheritor of that legacy.

A Paranormal Detective in the Modern World

By day, Vic operates as a private investigator specializing in cases “too strange for the police.” Missing persons last seen walking into thin air. Houses that seem to breathe. Objects that move without touch.

By night, he meditates.

He listens to the hum of his ancestral kyber crystal—once the blazing heart of a lightsaber, now a dim, fractured relic mounted in a steel pendant around his neck.

The crystal is failing.

Kyber crystals are living conduits of the Force. Over millennia away from their native galaxy, cut off from the vergences and cosmic currents that once nourished them, Earth’s ambient Force energy has weakened its resonance. Vic’s abilities flicker unpredictably:

Telekinesis requires physical strain

Premonitions arrive distorted

Psychometry (reading object memories) overwhelms him

Worse still—he’s begun sensing something else.

Other crystals.

The Worldwide Search

Across Earth, myths speak of “sky stones,” “singing gems,” and meteoric crystals with strange properties. Vic believes fragments of kyber may have traveled with the original Jedi—or fallen through the same hyperspace corridor centuries later.

His investigations have taken him to:

Ancient Himalayan monasteries where crystals hum during solar eclipses

South American ruins built atop magnetic anomalies

Scottish highlands where standing stones amplify psychic resonance

Remote American desert craters with unexplained radiation signatures

But he is not alone in the search.

Corporations hunting exotic energy sources.
Secret government divisions cataloging anomalous artifacts.
Occult orders that sense power but misunderstand its origin.

And something darker—an echo in the Force that feels disturbingly familiar. Not Sith. Not entirely.

Something adapted.

Internal Conflict

Vic struggles with a central question:

Were the Jedi meant to survive?

Or was their exile a cosmic correction?

His crystal’s fading power may be natural entropy—or a sign that Earth’s Force-sensitive lineage was never meant to reignite galactic conflict.

Yet every time he saves a family from something lurking beyond perception…
Every time he closes a case no one else could solve…

The Force answers him with a whisper:

You are still needed.