Nothing is true…

Prologue:

10 years.

A lot can happen in that time.

10 years ago, I was a simple slave boy from Tatooine.

10 years ago, I met an angel named Padme; but sadly she was ignorant of her nature and refused to admit to being from the moons of Iego like all the deep space pilots say angels are from.

10 years ago, I was freed by a friend of Padme's, a kind man named Qui-Gon Jinn, who tricked my Toydarian owner Watto into setting me free.

10 years ago, I left my mother behind, heading towards a great destiny. The destiny of a Jedi Knight. I was going to be great, a hero. One day, I'd return to bring peace to my home world and free all the slaves, including my beloved mother.

10 years ago, I was on the adventure of a life time. Piloting a Nubian N-1 Starfighter in a space battle against the evil battle droids of the Trade Federation to free the people of Naboo from their oppression.

10 years ago, I was rejected by the Jedi Council. Qui-Gon was dead and with him so too was my dream of being a Jedi. They had planned to send me back to my mother; back to Tatooine; back to a life of slavery.

Just as I was about to board the ship that would take me to my fate, I was stopped by a man. A man wearing a pure white hooded robe, with a thick blood red belt with a strange metal symbol attached at the buckle, a stylised letter A; I could just make out what looked like the hilt of a lightsabre attached under his robes.

He offered to show me a different path. A path which, whilst not a happy one, would allow me to help the galaxy; to defend the light and the people of the Republic.

Since then, I have trained. I have learnt many skills, the Ways of the Force and others. I have taken to these skills like a Jawa to a crashed ship. I learnt to tap into the Force and sense it's currents and those around me, to sense it's will. I have learnt the Jedi arts both those currently known by the Jedi and those that they have long forgotten, thought lost to the sands of time. I learnt to build and wield a lightsabre like a master of swordplay. Most importantly, I have learnt the Creed of my Brotherhood.

Laa Shay'a Waqui'n Moutlaq Bale Kouloun Moumkine.

The wisdom of our Creed is revealed through these words. Where other men blindly follow the truth, remember: Nothing is true. Where other men are limited by morality or law, remember: Everything is permitted. We work in the dark to defend the light.

My name… is Anakin Skywalker, and I am an Assassin.