Your Name—Darth Vader (Part 3)
1505, Your Name—Darth Vader (Part 3)
I love you, Anakin...
Anakin! Why did you do this to me?!
Mother! You killed her! You killed her!!
You have never known the grief of losing everything, so how could you speak of becoming strong? Your fragile heart is your greatest weakness!!
Clearly, you have not lost enough!
"Aah!!!!" Anakin cried out, trying to open his eyes.
But he found that no matter how hard he tried, he could not make a sound. Even when he opened his eyes, all he could see was a hazy blur.
Pain!
Every inch of his body was in excruciating pain! It was as though ten thousand electric drills were relentlessly boring into every part of him!
In his daze, he heard a distorted voice slowly say, "Do everything in your power to keep him alive. No anesthetic, and no blood transfusions! That would only make him lose his strength! I have only one objective—keep him alive. You can even put him directly into a container, so long as he survives."
"Yes." An electronic synthesized voice, clearly belonging to a robot, replied.
"I have an important meeting to attend. I'll leave this place to you. All I want is results!" The distorted voice gradually faded away as it spoke.
Then, one terrifying instrument after another appeared in Anakin's blurred vision: electrodes, bone saws, pneumatic hammers, electric drills...
And then, those tools were used directly on his body!
It was a piercing agony that came from every inch of his skin!!
"Aah~~~~~~!!!!" The soundless scream and motionless struggle did not even give Anakin a chance to vent his pain! Like meat on a chopping block, he could only helplessly endure this endless torment!
Torment that nearly shattered his will!
No one knew