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The sky was blue. Anakin felt like there might have been some more… insightful realization that could have gone through his head, but there he was. He was lying on grass, the sky was blue, and there were fluffy white clouds in the sky. As things went, it could've been worse.

He could've been lying in sand.

He picked himself up, and his tunic shifted around him, indenting the grass where he was sitting. He brushed small green leaves out of his hair. This all seemed very normal for having been dead a few moments ago.

That had happened, hadn't it? He was sure… Luke had been there. His mask had been taken off, there'd… there was an explosion, right? Yes, yes… but… it hadn't ended there. There'd been…

He'd been with Luke. He'd seen Obi-Wan, and Master Yoda and… they'd said something, hadn't they? He had to remember...

He pulled off his glove and pushed his metal hand against his forehead. Dressed like his days as a Republic General… interesting. The cold metal against his skin helped him think, the machinery as good a pick-me-up as a strong cup of caff.

Surely he could remember… surely if he tried…

"You're not all gone, Anakin."

Yes! Yes, this was what Obi-Wan had said!

"You were created by the force for a purpose, and that purpose has gone unfulfilled."

"Anakin. There is no balance in the force. So you must still restore it. You must atone for your deeds as Vader. You must fulfill your destiny. The force will send you where you need to go. There, you must discover your true fate, and finally fulfill the prophecy. But mark this: this is your final chance. You will not have another. Should you fail in this… the whole universe will succumb to chaos. And only you can stop it. May the force be with you."

Well, then. That seemed simple enough. Anakin ran a hand over his face, tendrils of power reaching out around him… very strange. His scars were gone, but his arm was still metal… very strange.

He pushed himself to his feet. His head still felt in a fog, a blur. Not too long ago (he thought) he had been dead. Now, he wasn't, and apparently he had a mission to accomplish on top of that. He needed to meditate, tap into the force and clear his head. But first, he needed to find food, shelter… he needed to know where he was.

A presence lit up behind him, as footfalls thumped over the ground. A boy, human, looking to be about 11 years old.

"Hey. Kid. What planet is this?"

Kid looked at him strangely, and tilted his head. "What's that supposed to mean? Earth, of course!"