🗝 + Unicron

He is energy. Something that has to go somewhere, has to transfer and flow and spread. A sentient disease that cannot be destroyed, only shifted into another form. 

No one seems to understand this. I didn’t understand it! Not until the first time my goals did not align with his. I was a part of it, part of him and I fought so hard every time he reminded me of that… 

My determination preserved my sanity, and some semblance of freedom, but there was no cure. I accepted this more easily than any of my allies who kept searching for one because I could feel it and they could not. I could hear him with my very being! And they could not. I knew from the moment I disobeyed him that I was doomed if I faltered an inch.

I faltered. They claim to have him contained now, and though I can’t hear or feel any trace of him left I know. It’s foolish to believe that you can stop a supernova. He will find any way he can to spread… 

The best that we can do is prepare for when he does. I will still fight when he returns, harder now that I know what Unicron is. I am intimately familiar with the odds.

I’ve beaten worse.