went ahead and wrote the same story, but this time its from Obi-Wan's pov.

"My master loves me. Its no hidden fact. Just a few hours ago, he took me for lunch, just to share some precious moments together before a grueling day of saber practice. I loved the quiet times I have with my master, I told him that I love him. He's my father, I know he is. Hes the only one worthy to hold that title.

Then why am I currently watching him cry over my lifeless body? There are healers over me. I can't believe I let my guard down, and allowed "Dad" to take his lightsaber blade to my chest. I felt it pierce my heart. I felt my heart stop, and I left my body. But there was someone holding me to it. Dad. His love for me is so strong, that he wont let me go. I know then that I can't. I need to be with him. I know now that I opened up his heart. He is no longer trapped in his own grief. He is Dad.

I feel a pull to my own body. They restarted my heart. I feel the pull towards my own body. I can go home. Dad, I'm coming. I've missed you.