"We are Warriors, Built to Fight, Protect and then Die... That is our Purpose, we do not think, nor do we question orders... Even if the the Order is to Cut down my own men... Under the Authority of the Diamonds, The Ends Justify The means."
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The wind blew harshly on this cold planet, with a mass of Metal Soldiers sitting atop a large Glacier, preparing their weapons and tools while talking amongst themselves... but all of these metals were odd in different ways, some were very short, some had strange colors, or other things that didn't match the uniform nature that metals were supposed to have... Amongst these Metals was Cesium, as he was seen attempting to prepare his weapons, but struggling a bit as a piece of his machinery got caught... as he tried to make it work, failing over and over again.
"Need a little help?"
A familiar voice called out, causing Cesium to look up, seeing his Squad Commander, Erbium. Cesium and the commander sat side by side, the visor wearing metal having unjammed Cesium's machine as the two continued working side by side. Cesium grew a nervous aura around him as he continued working, only to stop for a moment as he turned towards Erbium.
Cesium: "Uh... Thank you alot, commander."
Erbium: "Heh, it's no problem. These weapons can be a BIT tricky to work with."
Cesium: "N-No! Not just with this... But with... everything since I've joined this unit..."
The liquid metal said extremely shyly, causing Eribum to perk up.
Erbium: "Heh, It's nothing."
The man chuckled, pushing up his visor with style.
Erbium: "This is the Alpha Division. The Empire can't afford to get rid of any of its metal soldiers, even the Defective ones like me and the mistakes like you. Everyone in this unit is messed up in some way. So... Just because you're a little different from the rest, doesn't give the others the right to pick on you like they do."
Erbium explained, causing Cesium to nod, a saddened expression still on his face as he looked down at the ground for a moment...
Cesium: "It's not just because of my Liquid Core... It's because I'm... me..."
Cesium said oddly, confusing Erbium for a moment, as Cesium's saddened aura grew.
Cesium: "... I'm Immortal... and Yet... Out of all the Metals I'm so easily frightened... I fear for my own life more than anyone else... I'm... A Coward..."
There was a mass of silence for a moment, before Erbium chuckled, reaching up and pulling off his Visor, revealing his pale featureless blind eyes, the Metal Commander looking down at his soldier with a smile.
Erbium: "There's nothing wrong with that."
Cesium perked up, a confused look on his face.
Erbium: "It's normal for someone to be scared, to fear for and value their own life. Yes, We Metals are born to fight and die... but... We still have that innate sense of Self-Preservation, and it's because of that that we can be as strong as we are. If none of the Metals feared for their life, then nobody would be here. We'd all be gone, throwing our lives away to achieve our missions at the cost of our own lives. But, We're alive, and we're able to keep fighting for what we care about, because We've taken that extra step to stay alive, and that makes us even stronger."