Seven Wonders|Transformers.

Chapter 36: What We Have Done.

[Title: What We Have Done - Ludwig Goransson.]

She just stood there, the Irji's vastness all around her. Clara often wondered what brought her here when she didn't have a duty within it. She came to the conclusion that it was the Primus and Alpha Trion companies. Something they provided her that she could not rely upon in the waking world. Her eyes flickered to the purple stars and planets above her, raised in the heavens, shining so beautifully and brightly with a purpose. "Can I ask you something?" She suddenly speaks and Primus glances down at her before nodding.

"Of course."

"You said you didn't have a mother or father, but someone created you." Clara tells him, turning her gaze to him curiously as she tilts her head and Primus hums. He knew where she was going. "You didn't create the universe, you've only said you created cybertronians and...maybe other species'. You and your brother Unicron. Who?" She asked curiously as he took a deep breath.

"You'd be correct, but I said no mother or father." He nodded calmly before clarifying to the woman. "Unicron and I do have a creator. The One; who created everything, the universe, the planets, and myself and my brother." Primus explains to her and she blinks rapidly. So...that was partly surprising, but part of her should've guessed. She'd just spent so many years seeing things differently. It wouldn't change her mind on some things but given who and what she was, what she was capable of, she shouldn't be surprised.

"But they weren't your...parent?" She drawled and he nods.

"Yes, not in the way your mother is with you or Ratchet with you or...myself with you." Primus tells her gently and she turns her gaze back to the sky before uttering.

"Oh."

"You see, my creator existed from the very beginning alone, of course." Primus began to tell her the shortened version of his creation. It wasn't incredibly long, to begin with, like the creation of the humans the cybertronians. "But then they created my brother Unicron. And Unicron consumed planets. Therefore I was created, they cut Unicron in half and I was born to keep Unicron from consuming everything. We are their embodiment of Order and Chaos, Creation and Destruction." He told her and Clara let out a puff of air, that was something. To exist because you were cut from your brother to stop him from destroying everything.

"Then you made the cybertronians." She stated and he nodded before lightly correcting.

"And you."

"Yep." Clara nodded.

"Clara, the Prime exists to serve the will of their people, cybertronians, but also serve as one of my hands. You know this." He reminded her calmly as she turned her gaze to him. She understood that she'd heard it before. Primus let out a deep sigh when he continued. "My creation of you...would help them and be my other hand of purpose but..."

"But what?" She frowned and raised a brow, what else was she created for? Primus's optics turned to the sky and then back to Clara.

"You recall how I spoke of being a lonely god?" He says lowly and she nods again. There was a moment of silence before it began to wash over her. Just like her mother, if Clara hadn't been with her mother through all of it, she would've been alone. Primus was alone really until Clara. Everyone else either passed on to the Allspark. Or like Alpha Trion often only appeared when she was here.

"You created me to fill the hole of loneliness." Clara breathed on realization and Primus bowed his head. "Why didn't you say?" She asks with a slight chuckle.

"My child, I had no reason to, not without feeling as if I was pressuring you." He calmly explains himself and she sucks in breath, he has a point. "No parent should want to pressure their child. A prime will serve the people, but you Clara, have many choices." Primus states as she hums and crosses her arms. She understood, she truly did.