"Your lack of ability to fully master your abilities is mediocre your lack of training follows suit."

The presence of his former master.... a feeling of rage and hatred started to course through his veins... turning around to face his his old master... the only thing to piece the silence was the mechanical assisted breathing from Vaders suit.

Vader would simply stare at Obi Wan visions of there last encounter plaguing his mind.... "Look how weak you have become."

"Being in exile has made you delusional my old master.... the darkside of the force holds my strength."

"I lost everything because of you obi wan but her loss has made me stronger with the darkside.... the light will diminish along with you."

"Anakin Skywalker is dead... he was weak you will not be able to walk away this time Obi Wan... "

"Then you will die with him."

"Your father is dead."

......

"He was weak I destroyed him."

"Then you are weak just like him."

"If what you say is true prove yourself..."

Gripping his lightsaber he would start striking with one hand offensive attacks

He would be able to defend with ease. As he went fir another strike he changed his target and aimed for her shoulder.

It's gotten cold and the darkness all round has become a stronger version of itself

"Embrace the darkside it is only way to save your friends."

"Anything to do with Anakin Skywalker has long been destroyed."

He sees @PadiwanTurned.

Mechanical assisted breathing. The hum of his lightsaber. The smell of burning metal and flesh. Dead men. The former stench of fear. Screams of terrified villagers. Tie fighters screeching across the sky. Vader took his saber and slaughtered every single man who fought back.