Transformers All Sentient [My AU]

[ Prologue ]

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: "I have no excuse... I don't know what to do anymore... and now I'm dead..." Setinel's voice was barely a whisper, his gaze fixed on the empty ground beneath him. He couldn't bring himself to look up, to face the judgment he knew lingered in their eyes. The weight of shame kept his head bowed, his courage long gone.

Around him, the others exchanged cold, hollow glances. The disappointment in their eyes was palpable, but so was the hatred—the bitterness of betrayal still fresh. They despised him. Hated everything he stood for. Yet now, they were all just souls, lingering in a space where nothing could be undone, no wounds healed. Only the silence stretched between them, thick with everything left unsaid. Setinel's voice cracked, trembling on the verge of collapse. "Please... please..." He was barely holding himself together, his breath coming in ragged gasps as his emotions spiraled out of control. "I'm sorry... I know it's all my fault... I've ruined everything..." His hands shook, and his vision blurred with tears while begging for forgiveness . "Please... forgive me..." [*His voice broke completely, raw and desperate, as the weight of his guilt pressed down on him, threatening to shatter what little remained of his resolve]...................."NO". Megatronus's voice was sharp, cutting through the silence like a blade. "So..................... so what? Apologize all you want, spill your tears, but you know it won't change anything. It won't erase the damage you've done to us. The betrayal... it's too deep, the consequences too great." He paused, his optics narrowing. "All because of your jealousy. Your greed for power blinded you. You didn't just betray us—you betrayed every Cybertronian who trusted you, who counted on you. We thought you were better, but no... we were wrong. You're pathetic. Your sins are too heavy to even continue listing."

Setinel stood in silence, a soft whimper escaping him as tears fell silently. He knew his sins well—knew every action, every selfish decision had led to nothing but devastation. The consequences of his blindness, his greed, his pride, all weighed on him now like a crushing force. He had turned his back on everything, and now... now there was nothing left but regret.

Setinel : ......................................I-

Setinel opened his mouth to say more, the weight of his guilt pressing down like a suffocating fog. But just as the words began to form, a sharp, rhythmic sound broke through the heavy silence—*tick, tick, tick.* His thoughts faltered as the noise grew louder, relentless. It was the alarm, pulling him back from the abyss, dragging him toward consciousness. The dream—no, the nightmare—was slipping away, but the guilt lingered like a stain on his soul.

The ticking quickened, the alarm on the verge of shattering the fragile boundary between dreams and waking. Setinel's vision blurred, and before he could grasp the last remnants of the moment, reality yanked him away..............................................

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.........*Slightly  groaned softly, his chest tightening as the familiar dream faded once more into the early morning haze. "This dream again..."* he muttered, a sigh escaping his lips, heavy with frustration. Slowly, he pushed himself up from the bed, his body moving reluctantly as though weighed down by the remnants of the nightmare. His feet touched the cold floor, but his mind lingered in the haunting echoes of his dream.

.................................*sigh-......................

Setinel (POV) : I know... I made a mistake...* Goan & sighed, closing his eyes. *[*Dear Primus, please... stop reminding me every day....]
* His whispered prayer hung in the air, filled with quiet desperation.

The dream... the past... it never let him forget. It was always there, gnawing at the edges of his thoughts, reminding him not to allow himself to feel too much—about anything, especially *this*... this so-called "second chance." *Time travel back to the past,* Primus had told him. A chance to change everything he had done. But could he?
..........................*sighed, the weight of it all pressing down on him. This opportunity felt more like a curse than a blessing. The mistakes of his past haunted him, and now, with the power to undo them, the fear of failure loomed even larger. He couldn't afford to get it wrong again. Not before Primus sent him back. Before that moment, Setinel had spent an eternity—well, *four million years*..........at least..—as a ghost, lingering in the shadows, trying to prove himself worthy. To prove that he had changed, that he could be *better*. He had served Primus in that time, convincing himself he was improving, even if only little by little. Those who haunted his dreams, those he had wronged, were still furious with him. But there was a slight shift—a subtle softening of their bitterness. Maybe... just maybe, they had begun to see his efforts. Or so he hoped.

Setinel's thoughts drifted as he stood by the window of his quarters, his gaze fixed on the city below. Cybertron was peaceful, for now. The streets were calm, the sky untroubled by war. It was a sight he hadn't seen in eons, a world untouched by the devastation that *his* choices had once unleashed. It felt surreal, knowing that this moment, this fragile peace, would not last. Not unless he changed everything—this time.

The weight of it all hung heavy in his chest as he looked out at the world he had once shattered. *This* was his second chance, and Primus had given it to him. But was it enough? Could he stop the mistakes before they began? Or would history repeat itself, no matter how hard he tried?....................................................

.................[TBC]......................

[*look if I write too much in won't be a "prologue " anymore........so see you next time and thanks for anyone who had interested in this fan-fiction....]