Brought back to life?
"I'm being resurrected? Why?" asked Anakin. He'd never dreamed that deceased souls could ever be given actual functioning, living, breathing bodies again. Sure he occasionally got the opportunity to visit Luke as a force ghost, but that was different than actually being alive.
He could talk to Luke. He could touch things. It was the same in the afterlife, actually. He could see, hear, smell, touch, taste, and sense things with the force. But he still wasn't really alive.
He couldn't interact with the living world. He couldn't be seen by most living people. It didn't matter how much he bled out, or how badly his bones were crushed. It didn't matter how boiling hot or freezing cold he got.
He didn't need health, or hope. He didn't need to have that persistent will to go on. He didn't need food, or water, or air. He didn't have that human instinct, that never ending mission, to simply survive.
He had been dead, dead as a doornail. But now he was going back?
"You made long series of terrible choices, which you have been paying the consequences for over the last three years" said his aunt.
"It's over?" Anakin's asked hopefully. She nodded. "You mean it's really over?" Anakin asked again barely able to speak because he was laughing out of relief.
He'd had to pay for his crimes he committed in life as Darth Vader in the afterlife. That was fair. He knew he deserved it. Still, it had been worse than he had ever imagined. But he knew it wasn't support to last for eternity. He was super to go to the better version of the afterlife after seven years.
Instead, apparently he was going back to the living realm after three years. He was more than okay with that. The every days of torture and horror were finally over, and he could be reunited with his family!
Sure, Padmé, his mother, and most everyone from the Clone Wars were already waiting in the next world, but his children, son in-law and grandson were all still alive. He could make amends with Leia, apologize to Han, spend real time with Luke, watch his grandson grow up!
Anakin internally scolded himself for thinking over-enthusiastically. None of that would be easy, if it could happen at all. He still didn't even know why exactly he was coming back in the first place.
"Wasn't my sentence supposed to be seven years?" asked Anakin, slightly afraid of the answer.
"It was, but it's being cut short for this" said his aunt.
Anakin smiled and said "Thank-you so much, but why?"
"You died saving your son, or my great-nephew. When you died in a final act of heroism you proved you had enough good left in you for a second chance. Your father and I, as well as others, have decided to give that to you".
"Really?" asked Anakin excitedly. His aunt moved closer to him.
"Yes, Anakin. However your new life does not come without a purpose, which I will explain in a moment".
What do I have to do? he thought to himself. Whatever they need, I'll do it. I owe them at least that he decided.
"This decision was extremely controversial. I was on the side who argued you did deserve a second chance although I admit I did have a bias. Please prove me correct"
"I will" replied Anakin.
I promise the universe I'll do better than the first time he thought.
"I am sorry but, your grandson is in danger" said his aunt.
A/N The first few chapters are being rewritten so if you see a drop in quality that is why. It is being revised, but new chapters are being posted slower because of that. But I am still updating new chapters.
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