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Harry sighed as he entered his room after managing to convince all his watchers that he was just going to rest for a bit and that he didn't need to be watched while he did that. Ever since he had pulled that magic from his core for Barricade he felt the deep urge to go back to his core and find out what had happened to it. The core that he knew from his childhood was now a stranger and he wanted to know why and how it had changed. Harry made sure that he was comfortable, or at least as comfortable as one could get in an old army barrack room, and relaxed for a second trip into his core.

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The vision was once again of an endless expanse of pure white energy that seemed to pulse and churn with every beat of his heart, which was much slower and calmer than he was used to. The power surrounded him with warmth and it was difficult to remember why he came but he had to find out why his power was different. It did not want to give him answers, he could feel the reluctance of the power to reveal its origins, but he had to know. A wizard's power should not grow outside of certain major life events. The first major growth spurt was at the age of eleven when the power grew to the point where it could be trained in school without risking magical exhaustion. The second was when the wizard turned sixteen if they had a creature inheritance and seventeen if they did not have one. There was one final power boost that could be gained through the bonding of two soul mates but that one was rare and happening more often with those that gained creature inheritances.

When the power finally relented to his curiosity, it revealed visions of a vast planet that appeared to be composed almost entirely out of metal. The metal almost seemed alive in the way that it moved and almost seemed to grow before his very eyes. Out of the mass of moving metal of the planet arose a form that he recognized, the All-Spark cube rose from the planet and began to spin hypnotically while lightning seemed to ark lazily from it. Each time the lightning struck the surface of the planet a small form arose from the spot and began to move on its own. The more forms that were created, the more that they reminded him of the Autobots and Decepticons. As soon as he recognized the forms being created the visions began to speed up.

Harry watched as the planet slowly filled with the bipedal forms, much like the way that humans spread over the Earth, and the resourced on the planet slowly started to run out with the large number to support. Eventually they began to make trips from the planet to others, destroying suns to create more energy, but they refused to move from their home planet in mass. Some of them did go off, seeking a planet with more resources, but the majority didn't want to move far from the All-Spark and they refused to move it. Eventually, through several wars, the visions focused on the final war of the planet. It was horrendously unstable at that point, barely able to sustain the dwindling population and prone to earthquakes. Megatron wanted to take over another planet, following the direction of a Prime, an ancient leader of the Cybertronians, that had advocated using the Sun Harvester even on occupied solar systems. He wanted to relocate the Cybertronians and build an empire to support the species. Optimus sought peace and coexistence with all beings, but Harry noticed that there was no plan to support the race. Temporary measures were taken, alternatives were found, but nothing was planned to support the race for an extended time.

Harry did know what the visions were trying to tell him, but he didn't want to acknowledge the truth, even as the visions showed the All-Spark's arrival on Earth after being launched by Optimus during an altercation with Megatron. He watched as the All-Spark was found by humans and then eventually experimented on by them. Its power was used to give life to countless bots that were killed shortly thereafter. The All-Spark felt no empathy, no emotions at all, but Harry felt a great sadness welling inside of him as he watched them writhe in pain before being off lined by uncaring hands. He barely noticed as it got to the part where he had entered the Dam and his magic had mingled with the power of the All-Spark. It had come across other magical humans during its time in the Dam, but he was the first one that had a matching power signature. When he had apparated with the cube, the process of squeezing them through space together fused the two powers together and made him the new All-Spark.

Harry almost felt like hyperventilating when the truth slammed into him with all the gentleness of a semi. He was now the equivalent of a god to Cybertronians. He had the power to create life, to sustain life, in a way that even the All-Spark had been unable to. It was without a true consciousness and therefore lacked the fundamental ability to truly utilize the power that it had. It did not have the imagination required to change how it functioned and come up with new tasks. It just gave life to items capable of holding the right electrical charge and that was all it did. The All-Spark was not a Creator so much as it was a tool. Harry was now in control of the power it held, added to his own, without restrictions and with the imagination of a wizard who can turn a desk into a pig.