Tatooine was a vast desert planet in the Arkanis sector of the galaxy's Outer Rim, beyond the Galactic Republic. It orbited a cool binary star system.
It was one of the oldest planets in the galaxy. It was composed primarily of a molten core, a rocky mantle, and a crust made mostly of silicates. Its fossil record showed that life had existed here more than two million years ago, when the planet was covered by vast oceans and dense jungles.
Anakin, however, didn't like the place. Its climate had long since turned it into a barren world, and its oceans had been dry for many years. The barren surface and the former ocean beds had gradually developed into a diverse range of terrain, but most of the planet was nothing but vast seas of sand, their high sodium content lending them a bright golden-yellow sheen, stretching farther than the eye could see...
Even so, this world of endless sand still had plenty of cities and residents, and it continued to uphold the vile, backward institution of slavery!
And that was exactly why Anakin didn't like the place...
Though it was his home, the place where he'd been born and raised for more than ten years... anyone born a slave and oppressed and enslaved for years alongside their mother by a cruel slave owner would hardly be fond of it.
"..."
"Tatooine, I'm back..."
Looking at the domed houses and the desert town, as devoid of greenery as Coruscant, Anakin sighed. Guided by his memories, he started walking down the street, which had changed a little but was still largely as rundown as ever.
There was something up ahead that he needed, and he'd already spotted a familiar face... Watto, the Toydarian with blue skin, a squat figure, an ugly nose,