As Obi-Wan stared at the lava flowing beneath him, he began to wonder…
Where did he fail Anakin?
He had done only what he thought was right; when Qui-Gon had died, he had not been ready to train a young padawan, but yet he had made a promise to Qui-Gon and he had had every intention of fulfilling it.
He loved Anakin like a brother—the brother that he had never had, and he had told Anakin that. It seemed as though it had only happened moments ago, but no; many days had passed since their bitter reunion.
Everything had changed then…everything. Obi-Wan knew that Qui-Gon would have done the same thing.
Yes, he had sealed his fate, but he had also possibly protected the galaxy; that was what Jedi did, little did he know what measure he would have to go…
He had only wanted to do the right thing for Anakin, Padme, and the baby. As far as he knew, there was only one baby.
Obi-Wan also knew that Anakin being there for Padme would be just what she needed; Anakin had only done such atrocious things because he loved her.
Although Obi-Wan knew this, he still had not fully forgiven him for what he had done to his fellow Jedi, but he had to keep reminding himself that Anakin had only done it under Palpatine's influence…Palpatine's lies.
Now Obi-Wan would have to live with those lies until his dying day, for he had just made the ultimate sacrifice, a deal with the devil. He had taken Anakin's place, which was what Palpatine wanted; he had wanted an experienced Jedi.
So Obi-Wan Kenobi was no more, from now on he would be known as Darth Obsidian.