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Summary so far:

Xion, the traveling god, continues his search for his own universe, and after visiting the Stargate universe and experiencing some mishaps in the ATG universe, which drove Naruto mad, the Xion from the ninja universe, Xion managed to split his soul again and intended to travel to the Harry Potter universe in search of the power of magic to enhance his own abilities. However, a cosmic horror creature intercepted him in the interdimensional space, dragging him into its own world and weakening his soul. Fortunately for him, Xion from the ATG universe was able to intervene and throw him into the Star Wars universe, where his weakened soul could not assimilate Anakin's soul to take his place. Instead, both souls merged, creating a new Anakin.

Star Wars Xion, Anakin 1

Not a day had passed. He had barely had time to adjust to this situation, and there they were: Qui-Gon, Padme and Jarjar. Exactly like in the movies, entering Watto's tent in the same way. But he wasn't the same Anakin, he wasn't even a child. Though he was still Anakin to some extent, for the soul of a traveling god had merged with his own. Now, he had gone from being nine years old to being an adult.

Anakin thought that was not the biggest difference between him and the old Anakin. He now knew the future and had memories of several lifetimes, unlike the innocence he had before, and his realization of a disastrous future, made the boy, now man, look at the world differently, being something else and wondering if that would be enough to save himself and how much time he had left.

Now, as he saw these three enter, Anakin realized that he had no time, his story began at that very moment. The problem was that the history of this world did not begin with him, but with his enemies, who had decades of advantage over him.

According to the memories of the traveling god: Xion, their enemies, Palpatine and Count Dooku, had already created an army for the Republic and another for the future separatists. The Senate was in their hands and the only thing they needed to do was to get rid of their enemies, who had no idea of their existence, being only puppets in their plans.

Anakin sighed in his mind. What was he supposed to do in this situation? What chance did he have? Was he doomed to watch everyone die? Would he become a tool for Palpatine as Xion's memories said?

Xion, the god who merged with his soul, had not planned to come here. In this universe, there was nothing he wanted. The Force was too weak a power for him to be interested in, and the technology here was also limited. Coming here was a waste of time for him, and it would take him decades to leave this world. And that was only if that damned Palpatine didn't kill them first.

On the other hand, Xion was not dissatisfied, as this was one of his favorite worlds and a place he would visit in the future, although he had planned to arrive much sooner. He would simply hold on to what he had.

On the other hand, Anakin was desperate. He was not a tourist, this was his own world and he did not want it all to end in Palpatine's hands...

-Anakin, come here! -Watto ordered, interrupting his thoughts. He called him to watch the tent while he displayed the pieces the jedi requested.

Anakin left the room from where he spied the arrival of the visitors and hurried to take his place. Watto left with the man and Padme watched the place without paying any attention to him. JarJar was also busy with his own affairs, and Anakin knew he would soon cause some small disaster.

Anakin remembered a bit of the conversation the boy Anakin had with Padme and how he fell in love with her at first sight, but he wasn't that boy anymore and he didn't find Padme attractive. She was pretty, but not attractive.

Perhaps it was due to her age, she looked no different than a teenage girl, and while there were teenage girls with amazing attributes that could confound any man and put him on trial swearing by Jesus Christ and all his saints, who thought she was of age, Padme was not one of those teenage girls and Anakin felt no attraction to her. He had no desire to engage her in conversation. He absolutely did not like her and no one could use that against him...

Anakin sighed in his mind. It seemed he still had some childish outbursts. He focused on Padme because she was a queen and future senator, so the adult part of him couldn't ignore it. The problem was that he wasn't too social to know what to say... he was an asocial piece of shit and would rather cut his balls off than try to mimic the conversation of a child... "Maybe the emotions of this body are getting to me," Anakin thought as he noticed that his thinking was too immature.

Anakin considered lying and pretending to be able to see the future, mentioning having a dream about her to start a conversation, but this was no longer a movie, but his real life, and a seer would attract Palpatine's attention immediately.

And according to Xion's recollection, at this point the old wretch already controlled the Senate and some of the public opinion. To confront him with words, without having a shred of power to back him up, would be suicide. Therefore, his knowledge of the future was to be left to him alone. He would not bet a coin on the Jedi Council, much less his own life.

The Jedi Council was untrustworthy, according to canon, there was ample evidence that they used the Jedi's visions as toilet paper. They even ignored a vision about destroying an entire planet, killing millions of people, just so they wouldn't upset the Council about things that may or may not happen.

If he went before them and told them everything he knew, he was sure he would end up dead at the hands of some Palpatine assassin. And even then, the Jedi would still sit idly by. So the knowledge of the future would be reserved for his own use and for those he could trust. One of them was there in front of him, and he was to befriend her, but no childish nonsense or visions of the future, at least not until she trusted him.

-You don't seem to be from this system. Do you have wupiupi? They don't accept Republic dactars in this place," Anakin said, and Padme looked at him.

-Hello, my name is Anakin," said Anakin as she focused her attention on him.

-Hi Anakin, I'm Padme, and no, we don't have wupiupis. Are they very important? -she asked, approaching the counter where Anakin was standing.

-They are. They won't sell you anything around here if you don't have them," Anakin warned. If your ship has broken down and you don't have wupiupi to pay for the parts, you can only sell the wreckage and buy a passage with the mercenaries. But I don't recommend it, most likely they will end up stealing you and then selling you as a slave," Anakin explained. He knew Padme's true identity and knew that she would not end up as a slave, but killed by Palpatine. However, mentioning slavery would also serve as a warning to her.

-Slavery is forbidden in the Republic! -said Padme, somewhat scandalized.

-I've heard that so are robberies and murders, but what's the point of knowing the laws of the Republic in this place? -Anakin asked, raising an eyebrow. Padme blinked.

She was about to speak, but was interrupted by Jarjar, who was rummaging through the droid rack and had activated two of them, as well as throwing down some tools.

-You must touch them on the nose," said Anakin to the clumsy gungan, knowing that he would have to clean up the mess later.

-If your friend messes the place up, I'll have to clean it up, because I'm Watto's slave," said Anakin, not much in the mood to clean up. Padme gave a reproachful look to Jarjar, who hurried back to her side. She looked at him with discomfort.

-So, you're a slave? -Padme asked. Anakin nodded.

-I was born a slave because my mother was a slave," said Anakin, as Qui-Gon and Watto returned and Watto assured them that they would not find the parts they were looking for in any other store.

Anakin knew it was true, either they bought Watto or they had to sell their ship and get on a mercenary ship that would take them to their destination, a place unfriendly to outsiders, so they would probably not be willing to take them and would most likely sell them to the Hutts, who were the local mobsters in charge of the government.

Qui-Gon simply walked away. As they left, Anakin stepped down from the counter and approached Watto, who predicted Qui-Gon's future before ordering him to put everything in order and leave. Anakin did as he was told and set out to return home, but not before searching for his liberator.

...

Anakin found the group in the market, as in the movie, but they didn't look good, as they had confirmed Watto's words and no one wanted to accept money from the Republic there. Besides, they probably didn't have the parts they were looking for either. To make matters worse, Jarjar's leggy mess tried to steal a creature for sale and failed, ending his run by colliding with Zepulba, a race car driver who was also part of the local mob. Anakin watched all this and, although he knew Anakin had intervened in the situation, he decided to simply observe.

Anakin was aware that Zepulba would not hesitate to snap Jarjar's neck, but not being a child, he also realized that Qui-Gon had already seen him and was watching out of the corner of his eye the gungan, who had caused a ruckus. As it was, Anakin didn't move from his place and Qui-Gon had to rush to control the situation, giving some credits to Zepulba, who cursed them because they were practically useless, but accepted them anyway, since they were better than nothing.

Anakin approached after Zepulba left.

-"Master Jedi, in the future, you should intervene before your friend causes a disaster, or you'll get into real trouble," Anakin warned.

-How do you know I'm a Jedi? -Qui-Gon asked.

Anakin looked him up and down. The movement in which he had seen the lightsaber as Qui-Gon rushed to save Jarjar had been too unnatural, as the opening was only meant for his eyes from his angle of vision. That meant this guy had planned the whole thing.

-I saw his lightsaber when he showed it to me. I did not intervene, because the theater bores me, and if I do not get benefits, I am not willing to act," said Anakin sincerely, "but that does not mean I am not willing to help you, if you help me and my mother. But that doesn't mean I'm not willing to help you, if you help me and my mother," Anakin proposed. Qui-Gon frowned.

-How did you know I let the lightsaber show on purpose? -Qui-Gon asked. Anakin shrugged.

-Behind me, there are five people passing. One of them is wearing a dirty yellow suit, two are wearing a faded brown one, the fourth is limping, and the fifth is trying to rob them," Anakin said. He couldn't use the Force to wield any power, but besides being Anakin, he was also a person with decades of life, so there was no way he could believe his senses were normal. Padme blinked and Jarjar clapped his hands.

-Few things escape me," Anakin said. Qui-Gon smiled, as he had confirmed that he was Force sensitive, which Anakin supposed was what the Jedi wanted, and being him, he was probably already thinking nonsense about destiny, but that suited Anakin just fine.

-What's your plan? -Qui-Gon asked with a smile.

-There are too many people in this place and there is also a sandstorm coming. They will need shelter, so I think that should come first before we make any deals," said Anakin.

Anakin did not mention the storm because he had the memories of Xion, but because he felt it approaching. He could even tell at what exact moment it would reach them. The reason was his unique connection to the Force, which the previous Anakin rejected because he didn't want to be considered strange among his friends, but the new Anakin no longer cared about a bunch of little kids and knew that the Force was his greatest ally to survive in this world, so he had embraced it as soon as he felt it around him.

Qui-Gon looked in the direction of the wind after his comment, and Anakin understood that he felt nothing.

-The storm will be here in a while, at the latest in an hour. If you need shelter, you can come to my house. We can also talk, although my mother and I are only slaves, and you will have to buy some food if you want to have dinner," Anakin explained.

-And you know where to buy food with Republic money," Qui-Gon said. Anakin started walking, since he wasn't being asked any questions.

...

A while after he had bought supplies, Shmi Skywalker greeted him as he opened the door. The storm was already noticeable to Qui-Gon, and they had walked in haste to get there.

Anakin looked at his mother, a woman in her thirties, whom he had said goodbye to in the morning with a certain indifference, but now, seeing her and with full knowledge that if he achieved his goal, he would probably never see her again in his life, Anakin felt the child's feelings overpower him, as well as his actions to run and hug his mother. It was as if in that moment he was again two different people: the child who was in control and the adult who, although embarrassed to understand everything that was happening there, did not dare to intervene.

Anakin hugged his mother and shed tears, which made them both feel ashamed. They became one again as they shared the same feeling and goal: to get rid of those tears and not look weak. Anakin used the ancient technique of pressing hard against his mother's dress to wipe away her tears, and then turned away from her, pretending to be calm.

-Mother," he said, turning to look at his guests. This is Qui-Gon, Padme and Jarjar, they..." "Shit!" Anakin reproached himself in frustration. Freedom was too much for the slave boy, the possibility simply overwhelmed him, and his voice, already high-pitched, cracked. I'll explain later," Anakin said and hurried off to his workshop in the basement of his small slave house.

...

-Is freedom worth that much? -Anakin asked himself, overwhelmed by emotions. He was standing in front of a robot he had been assembling.

Xion didn't understand. He had been born free and he imagined that being a slave was hard, but Anakin's life wasn't that bad. There were free children who had it worse, much worse. Xion had experienced hunger and hardship as a child. In comparison, Anakin's conditions could only be considered privileged.

So what was it? For Anakin, the answer was simple: because he was a slave. And this simple answer was "choice," a privilege of those who hold power. And if you want power, you must first be free, for everything a slave owns belongs to his master, even something as simple as choice...

-Are you all right? -Padme asked behind his back, interrupting his thoughts.

-Only wounded in my dignity," Anakin said sincerely, as he sighed and turned away. Never in his life did he think he would cry like a child after being an adult. Padme laughed. Sure, it was funny to her. She didn't know what was really going on there.

-Anakin, we all cry from time to time," Padme assured him, reaching over and placing a hand on his shoulder.

-No, not all of them, and not me! -said Anakin. It's been a long time since I've done that. Tears are a surrender, it's weak," Anakin declared with a sigh, looking at Padme, who looked at him with sadness, but also with tenderness. Anakin sighed in his mind.

-Anakin, what is all this? -Padme asked, changing the subject when she noticed his discomfort. Anakin accepted the change of conversation.

-I'm a genius when it comes to robotics. I built my own racing pod and also this droid," said Anakin, quickly inspecting the droid and turning it on.

-Good morning, I am C3PO, cybernetic-human relations," the droid introduced himself.

-I created it to help my mother," Anakin explained, although as an adult, he realized he should have created something more useful instead of just assembling a droid.

-Anakin, that's amazing," Padme praised.

-Thank you," said Anakin. I have thought of creating my own droids in the future. I don't like the ones that currently exist, they are too rigid, especially the PR droids. Assassins, on the other hand, are more agile," said Anakin.

-Killer droids! -Padme exclaimed, and C3PO joined in. Where have you ever seen anything like that? -she asked in alarm.

-Sometimes murders happen in this place, here and there," said Anakin, not telling the truth, but not lying either, for his words were true.

Padme was shocked and horrified. She hugged him. "She's a board," Anakin thought, and he knew he was a jerk. But he didn't really feel anything for this girl, he just appreciated the kindness her good nature provoked in him. "There's nothing else," he sentenced in his mind.

-It's all right, you can get used to living in hell if you spend enough time in it. As long as you manage to maintain your own self, it will only be an unpleasant experience," Anakin told him, patting him on the back.

Padme hugged him tighter. She didn't let go for several minutes and when she finally did, she couldn't speak to him, she just ran off, and C3PO followed her.

-I guess I have the same personal touch as Xion to scare the girls away," said Anakin, with a half-smile, as incomplete memories of Xion's lonely first life came to his mind.

Anakin watched Padme climb the last few steps as C3PO asked her if she was all right. This girl was too idealistic. He made a point of softening his dark tone a bit when he talked to her in the future.

Anakin was also aware that he too needed to calm down, as his heart was still fluttering at the thought of talking to his mother about his plans. He could think of no way to free her along with him, which meant she would be left behind.

Anakin sat in meditation, relaxing his body and allowing his emotions to calm down. Gradually, an unfamiliar feeling of being able to see without opening his eyes came over him. This was part of the memories of Xion, who was an expert in meditation, so Anakin didn't have to do much.

As for the feeling of seeing without opening his eyes, that was the Force, and it was so present in him that, as he sat down to meditate, he came into contact with it almost without realizing it. Anakin embraced it without hesitation from the first moment, for the sense of peace that came over him was comforting.

Anakin intended to use this power to ensure success in the pod race by enhancing his perception of the world provided by the Force. He did not like to gamble with his own destiny. He also wished to use the healing power, as this supernatural ability would give him many advantages. However, he had a problem: he did not know how to use this power, as he had no training in the Force and no time to practice.

...

An hour later, Anakin opened his eyes as someone else approached. He looked at Qui-Gon.

-Do you meditate often? -Qui-Gon asked. Anakin offered to sit across from him, and when Qui-Gon sat down, he shook his head.

-This is the second time. Things don't always go so wrong, and I need courage to tell my mother that I will leave her behind without bursting into tears," Anakin said, and Qui-Gon sighed.

-And what would that plan be? -he asked, raising an eyebrow.

-You won't be able to change money in this place, and buying a ticket could end your life. You could also steal it, but Padme wouldn't allow it," said Anakin.

-The Jedi Code wouldn't allow it either," Qui-Gon said.

-Does the Jedi Code prevent you from attacking a group of criminals to help hundreds of people indirectly and keep some dirty money to do a good deed? -Anakin asked. Qui-Gon smiled and sat down across from him.

-Anakin, you are a very mature person and your views are interesting, but I think in this case I won't need to push the limits of what the Jedi Code allows me... well, at least not too far," Qui-Gon said with some hesitation. Anakin smiled and nodded.

-In three days there will be a pod race. I have built a pod to participate, but I still need some minor parts and I can't participate on my own either because I am a slave.

"But if you say you own the racing pod and offer to split the winnings with Watto for me to pilot, he will certainly accept. In the race, you can bet your ship to win money and pay for me and my mother, as well as for spare parts. Plus, you could get extra money by betting the racing pod. It's never a bad thing to have a backup," Anakin explained.

-Anakin, if you have a plan to get enough money, why do you think you would separate from your mother? -Qui-Gon asked curiously. Anakin sighed.

-My plan will not work the way I want it to, and in fact, freeing me or my mother will be up to you," said Anakin.

Clinging to the Force had its downsides, and in this case, it meant knowing that his plan would not go as he had hoped and that one of them would be left behind on Tatooine. It was a difficult answer that the former Anakin couldn't even agree to consider, but he wasn't refusing answers, he just couldn't help but be affected by them.

-Do you have a feeling about this? -Qui-Gon asked.

-Rather, it is a certainty that things cannot go my way. I don't have the power to make my own decisions, and my current fate is not in my hands," Anakin said with a sigh. However, he was not so sad about it, since the man in front of him was in an even worse condition, living his last days of life.

-Anakin, what you feel may or may not come to pass. You must not lose hope," Qui-Gon said.

Anakin smiled. The Jedi didn't understand the concept of probability, they were a bit naive, but he needed to keep talking and he also wanted to see if it was possible to make him understand this man. Maybe he could save his life in the future. There was nothing to lose by trying, and if he did it correctly, there wasn't much danger either.

-Master Qui-Gon, are you familiar with the concept of probability? -asked Anakin. Qui-Gon nodded with curiosity in his eyes. Well, let me put it this way. There are a hundred doors in front of you to choose from. Behind one of them is what you want. Behind two others there is an intermediate result, behind one there is nothing, and the rest offer various possibilities.

"At a glance, the odds of getting what you want are 1 in 100, 2 in 100 for an intermediate outcome, and 97 in 100 for anything else. Knowing this and considering those doors as future possibilities, you could say that anything could happen. But such an answer would be too "innocent". As intelligent people, we leave nothing to chance when we know that behind one of those doors is what we want to get. We will certainly try to get it based on the information available.

"For example, if we were to discover that the door we want has a small red spot and only fifty of the doors have that same spot, with that small piece of information alone we have ruled out half of the options and our odds in favor have increased to 1 out of 50, double what they were before.

"Then we get more information, details, facts, statistics, until we reduce the probability to 100 out of 100. -Anakin shook his head, "No, now there is only absolute certainty. Before there was only an exercise in probability because the relevant information was ignored. To deny this in order to maintain hope would be to deny reality, and that is something I will not do, even if it pains me. Even if "the Force" would allow me to do so.

"I'd rather be unhappy, knowing the truth, than happy boasting in my ignorance. That's the kind of person I am," said Anakin sincerely, though he had a bad taste in his mouth.

Qui-Gon was silent for a full minute. Then he didn't seem to know what to say.

-I promise to do everything I can to free them both," Qui-Gon said. Anakin nodded and gave him a sad half-smile. Qui-Gon looked uncomfortable. He cleared his throat.

-Anakin, I see you already know what the Force is, and you've also heard of the Jedi," Anakin nodded. Anakin, Jedi are people like you who receive special training in the use of the Force. Would you like to become a Jedi? -Qui-Gon asked. Anakin was not surprised by the question, but he was surprised by the timing of it. He had jumped too quickly.

Anakin took a deep breath. Yes, he wished to be a Jedi, as it would greatly improve his chances of survival in the future disaster looming in the galaxy, but he also had doubts on this path.

-There is too little information to make an absolute decision, I have many doubts," said Anakin sincerely. Still, yes, I would like to be a Jedi. I don't dislike the way they are, and I haven't heard many bad things about their order either," Anakin added. Qui-Gon looked at him doubtfully.

-What bad things have you heard about the Jedi? -Qui-Gon asked.

-Many, but the most serious of all is that they are not allowed to love," Anakin raised his hand before Qui-Gon began to explain. In my life, I have only loved my closest family members. And in the future, that feeling of certainty tells me that I will never love anyone else. There used to be the possibility, but not anymore. However, I don't need the Force's answer to know that this is a bad thing for me.

"Because beyond what I am as a biological mass, what makes me a person are my feelings. My feelings are what drive me and all living beings to live. Therefore, it is my feelings that, at the end of the day, make me a living being. Otherwise, I would be no different than a chair that has a purpose but no reason to live.

"Among all feelings, the most powerful and strongest of them is love, and I can say that because even I can feel it. And thanks to it, I can face the future with hope. Of course, I could also face it without it and free myself from many burdens, problems and insecurities, which I guess is what Jedi value.

"But in my eyes, that's the easy way, and that makes them a bunch of bums. In the words of my mother: they are a disgrace to any way of life! -Anakin sentenced. Qui-Gon blinked, then burst out laughing, trying to control himself, but unable to for several seconds. Finally, he cleared his throat to regain his sanity and looked at him seriously.

-Young man, I will not be able to get those words out of my mind. I'm afraid I'll be reprimanded for them in the near future," Qui-Gon chided, still struggling with a smile. All right, we'll talk about this matter another time," he said as if he didn't care, but Anakin knew how incredibly important those words were, and he understood that his life, in Xion's memories, would have been very different if Qui-Gon had been his master.

-Anakin, before I leave, I would like to give you a blood test. It's nothing serious, I'll just need a few drops of your blood to test your compatibility with the Force, which I assume is quite high..." Qui-Gon explained about the midichlorians and their relationship with the Force, and Anakin allowed him to take his sample. Afterwards, his mother called them for dinner and Qui-Gon told him about the plan and that he would do everything he could to free them. Anakin could only sigh. That night, his tears spilled over again, though fortunately it was in his bed.

...

Three days later, Qui-Gon jumped onto the rear platform of the ship, narrowly escaping Maul. In the end, he had accepted his deal and Anakin won the race by a distance of one kilometer over his rivals. That had led them to this moment, which was the same as in the movies.

Anakin looked at Qui-Gon, breathing hard and looking weak after facing Maul for a couple of minutes. Qui-Gon was not old and, from what he could tell, his saber skills seemed superior to Maul's.

His perception could not be underestimated, as Anakin could see how Qui-Gon reacted to Maul's attacks before he executed them. Considering that Maul was not a true Sith and his Force control was abysmal, this was appropriate. What didn't make sense, however, was Qui-Gon's horrible mobility, agility, and physical strength.

This led Anakin to conclude that this Jedi died from neglecting his training and physical condition.

-His technique seems to be superior, but his physical form is horrible," Anakin said sincerely. Obi-Wan blinked, and Qui-Gon, breathing like a dog in the middle of the day, could not contradict him.

-Anakin, meet my Padawan, Obi-Wan Kenobi," Qui-Gon introduced pretending not to have heard the comment.

-Anakin Skywalker," Anakin introduced himself, extending his hand. Obi-Wan shook his hand and nodded.

Anakin then met the supposed queen and followed her for a while, until he found a corner to meditate, as he was in no mood for introductions after leaving his mother behind.