prologue

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Blasters. Robots. People. Weapons. Power. I hate all of these when they're put into abuse and for no good reasons.

Here I was, sitting down comfortably on a rooftop. I finally feel like as if I was in peace, like it always does.

But, before that, it was the Omnic Crisis. The time where robots were against humans. The UN had quickly organised Overwatch.

I wasn't part of Overwatch. I was just that guy who rebelled against the robots. After the Omnic Crisis, I went into hiding since Overwatch looked for me.

I know they only wanted to recruit me, but I didn't want to. I know how much of a burden that would be.

After a while, when I heard about the disbandment of Overwatch and about the Petras Act, I knew there would be trouble.

But for now, here I was. Sitting on a rooftop, holding onto a yet-to-be-opened tin can full of fizzy water.

Just as I was about to open it, it was shot out of my hands. I watched as it rolled down the walkway, surprisingly unscathed.

"Don't move, love," a British voice said behind me. 'Ah. . . Crap. I am screwed.'

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