"Anakin! NO!" I shout as I watch him finally fully turn to the Dark Side. Don't betray the trust I put in you, the trust Obi-Wan put in you. Don't make me cause him this pain. With my dying breath I used his love for me to bind him to training you. I allowed the will of the Force to overcome me, and left so much unsaid. I did not tell him how proud I was to have been his teacher. I didn't tell him how I valued his companionship, how grateful I was that he came into my life and saved me from myself after Xanatos. I didn't even really say good-bye to him; my son. Force! I knew he saw me as a father, but I never told him that felt the same. I died letting him think he had failed me, so that you would be trained.
And now, I know the pain he will go through. The same pain I felt after Xanatos. And yet, I fear that it will be worse for him than it was for me. There will be no boy to come into his life and bring Light to chase away the feelings of sorrow, failure, and guilt. And… Sith…the guilt he will feel. For not only will he see himself as failing you, but also as also failing me. He always was most concerned of that, of disappointing me. I never was successful in proving to him that he needn't worry of that. My fault I suppose, he remembered all too well me refusing to train him and therefore thought -wrongly- that I would be quick to leave him again. Over time as our bond grew, he no longer thought I would leave him, but he still wished to not disappoint me. He wanted to be the perfect Padawan to the legendary Qui-Gon Jinn. Not that we didn't have opposing views, we did, but that was disagreeing, not disappointing.
And now he will be alone. Anakin, how could you do this! Obi-Wan does not deserve this pain. If only there was a way for me to overcome this separation. The Force denied him my comfort once but I must overcome this. I will not fail him. Not again.