How is this possible? His body is empty. I reach my hand into his body again. Nothing. What? Oh no. I let out a sigh.

"What do you mean he's empty?" Kanan Jarrus hisses.

"He has no soul." I say laying the boy back onto the floor. 

I stand up. I look around. The explosion did this. He combined the Holocrons. His soul must've been pushed out. How is this possible? 

"Ezra..." Kanan runs forward.

I'm surprised in what he's doing. He picks up the boy. He wraps his arms around him. Everyone seems to fall to their knees. I don't feel emotions like others do. I am not burdened by the weight of loss. Kanan let's out a cry. Me and Excaba (the raven) exchange looks. 

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"I'm sorry Ezra. I'm so sorry." I grip him.

I failed him. I should've stopped this long ago. I wasn't there for him. I wasn't there for him. I failed him just like I failed my master. Hera puts her hands on my shoulder.

"It wasn't your fault." She says.

"I feel like it was." Death says.

Zeb and Sabine glare at him.

"What?" Death looks at them.

I don't care. I put my hand on Ezra's cheek. He feels so cold.

"I have to go. There is so much work to do now. He's become a lost soul." Death mutters.

"What are you talking about?" Zeb asks.

I turn to Death.

"There has never been a Lost Soul for over ten thousand years. This is just what I need right now." Death sighs.

"What is a lost soul?" I ask.