The desert is a wasteland where people go to forget things. As with many before him Obi Wan was do different. He came here to forget it all, start a new life and begin again.
It was because of him the Jedi were gone, now merely a legend to the galaxy. They had been a symbol of peace and prosperity throughout the galaxy for thousands of years yet forgotten in less than two decades.
The warriors who protected the republic, fought the sith, ended the Mandalorians but was it all worth it. They were gone, just another group of criminals to the galaxy. He remembered everyone he had ever served beside. The countless Jedi he had known and grown up with, fought battles with. He could remember their names Mace Windu, Plo Koon, Stass Ali, Kit Fisto, Shaak Ti and so many more.
Obi Wan would regret it all, he could have stopped it. He could have saved the galaxy yet he just stood there a hermit in a desert. He would eventually have to help young Luke Skywalker train to rebuild the Jedi. He would see the stars again but he was to never find peace.
In his final moments he saw upon him his greatest failure, his greatest disappointment and his greatest regret. He saw upon the man in black armour wielding a blade of red. Their blades clashed here and there sending sparks everywhere. It was in his very last moment he remembered first meeting the boy, his first love, his closest friends, his allies, everything he had ever accomplished. He looked upon his former apprentice once more and closed his eyes.
"If you strike me down, I shall become more powerful than you could possibly imagine". His final words before it all went dark. It was then he was covered in light and he looked around and only saw light and someone he hadn't seen in many years.
"Master Jin"? Qui Gon looked upon Kenobi and only smiled. "You have finally become one with the force my apprentice". Obi Wan could only look at his master and smiled for the first time in many years. He thought to himself, my life may be done but I am far from finished.