He'd had a terrible feeling this whole time. That Chromedome had been up to something that involved the mnemosurgery. In the end, foolishly, he chalked it up to overreaction. But this. This was beyond anything he wanted.
He's silent, as the feed is copied into his database, keeping himself from practically shuddering. Even if death wasn't permanent, it'd proven one thing to Rewind: that when it came to injecting, he was never promised anything. Nothing was sacred.
This wasn't how things were supposed to be.
He'd come back, though. And when he did... Things would be different. He'd fix all of Chromedome's mistakes. He'd do it...because that's what he had to. It's what he'd always done for him. And even if the bot hated him later, it'd keep him alive in the end, wouldn't it?
Second chances are something this world strangely grants.
There was no point running after the body. He'd never make it before an Acolyte or something picked it up.]
...
[The feed shuts off, without a single word.
He had a long walk ahead of him. To Liege's altar.
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He'd had a terrible feeling this whole time. That Chromedome had been up to something that involved the mnemosurgery. In the end, foolishly, he chalked it up to overreaction. But this. This was beyond anything he wanted.
He's silent, as the feed is copied into his database, keeping himself from practically shuddering. Even if death wasn't permanent, it'd proven one thing to Rewind: that when it came to injecting, he was never promised anything. Nothing was sacred.
This wasn't how things were supposed to be.
He'd come back, though. And when he did... Things would be different. He'd fix all of Chromedome's mistakes. He'd do it...because that's what he had to. It's what he'd always done for him. And even if the bot hated him later, it'd keep him alive in the end, wouldn't it?
Second chances are something this world strangely grants.
There was no point running after the body. He'd never make it before an Acolyte or something picked it up.]
...
[The feed shuts off, without a single word.
He had a long walk ahead of him. To Liege's altar.
After all...someone had to wait for him.]