[ Prologue : 2 | Exodus ]

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I ... Do not remember what Cybertron was like ... Before the war.

It was so long ago, now every cycle of my life  —  I hear shooting and explosions.
I hear so many screams of... Pain, and suffering.

All I want is for it to stop.
I wish it could all go back to what it was, before Autobots, and Decepticons existed.

As messed up as our home was because of the caste system...
It was better than living in fear, in fear for my life... In fear for everything to come.

The resources are scarce.
Us without faction struggle to stay alive, and each day passing our already low numbers decline, no matter where we go, sooner or later, trouble will come knocking at our door. — All we want is to avoid conflict. Is that too much to ask for?

When there is a war, those who do not wish to be part of it often suffer the consequences.
Ironic, is it not? The ones who often suffer, are not the ones fighting the war, but the ones desperately trying to avoid it.

Please ... I- ...
I beg of you Primus ... Save my spark from this misery ... It is all I ask.

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