Twisted Transistor

[MalfGuy2]

"What Is, 'Love'?"

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I wake up beneath the Tree of Hope, spreading my claws out to--

I don't have metal claws anymore. Funny, that. I can't use them to fold out the Mana Cannons in my armor anymore,

Boot sector not responding.

Something's either terribly wrong, or terribly right.

For some reason, I don't feel the usual overbearing need to return to my Mana Rune recharging port.

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"You can be, anything you want to be..."
"You can do, anything you... Want to do."

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As the months pass by, I get a strange tugging sensation behind my head, even though there's nothing there. Nobody suddenly ripping at my newfound fur, no would-be-assailant,

But there's nothing there.

I bask in the radiant glow of the Lifestream, of Lady Life, and all she cherishes and loves,

And I ask that same series of strange questions I once asked of the other ordinary peoples that I am sworn to protect and care for.

With every time I sleep beneath Solais' and Azalea's graces,

With every time I bestow that same shard of Life unto all else that I know and love,

I go to sleep and awake the next day, missing more and more of my traditional machinery.

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Something's changing.

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I feel a strange sense of urgency from Edward whenever we get to talk,

A similar high-strung note,

Something we share in our concern and want for others.

Something we believe in.

Something we would die in.

All I have to do, is somehow imitate what he does...

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"...anything?..."

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To find a broken, ugly, dying thing,

And take away their pain.