Description
Hi! This is my very first story on Wattpad, so please don't judge for it. I only did it for fun. Writing might be really bad. Sorry. This is a story about my OC There's a bit of fluff between my OC and some of the autobots. I hope you enjoy I do not own Transformers or any of their characters or even the picture used as the cover of my book. Summary: The cube. It brings planets and their inhabitants to life. It can create and destroy. But who created it? It certainly wasn't my creators... that's for sure. They didn't need to because they had the power to do that on their own. But, I know you probably don't want to get into the itty bitty details so I'll get started now. Though when was is... when the creators first made me? It was many eons ago, a time where your planet Earth did not exist. A time where Cybertron didn't exist either. A time where it was an empty slate. That was when my creators first made me. Their first daughter. Their first child. The very first being that gave breath, making the breeze. The one that first cried, making the very first sound. The first of everything. How do I know this? Well that's because even though I was the first of everything, I should say ALMOST everything because the one of the only things I haven't experience yet, is the sweet sound of death.
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