Having a soulmate hadn't become a uncommon thing within the Galaxy.

Given everyone was born with rectangles on their left wrists, and depending on how dangerous the person was – it would range from 1 to 3 – and would be colored in a pattern of variety; with each rectangle being a different color, that matched your soulmates.

And such a mark would burn when your soulmate was near.

Yours? 3 rectangles, all three depicted of blood red. Which most likely meant..... a Sith.

And that Sith? Anakin Skywalker, or whom he was now known as... Darth Vader. Aka the most powerful and most dangerous being in the galaxy, that people trembled in the presence of, or even when their name was spoken.

Due to such a visible and obvious depiction upon your skin, people was always weary sometimes of you. Even a bit of afraid. You were a bit weary and fearful yourself. As it was normal and to be expected, after all it was extremely rare for a person to be the soulmate to the dark side. Those considered the most evil beings to exist.