Mnemosyne
By SMYGO4EVA

Orion Pax…

Optimus Prime….

The humble data clerk from Cybetron, caught in the twilight of the Golden Age.

The true warrior, a descendant of the Thirteen.

They are one being, one name merging and becoming one with a relic of the war-ravaged planet, yet they are two separate selves.

One war-weary and determined for everlasting peace amongst the stars and beyond.

One naïve and a soul not destroyed by loss and betrayal, the gilding cage that entraps him.

An identity, belonging only to one sentient being, is what one is known by and how they are made into who they are is up to what is all-around their place in the universe.

They are one self.

One form.

One being.

One Autobot.

Two names, one from the past, and now one of the present and the future.

Names, identity, an alignment of a long-forgotten planet, as one would be lost in the conflict of Earth's design and of its true core.

Plunged in the rivers of forgetfulness, one name is lost from Mnemosyne. One name is now in full grasp, a fragile ego border almost in disarray. The other would be led into the reliance leading to falsehood, almost in the cacophony from such power as leadership commands.

No identity.

No sense of self.

No past.

No future.

It was all for a race far different, more naïve, and more fragile from his own.

Dipped in the waters of Mnemosyne, one cannot ask this being….

Who are you?

What is your name?

Orion Pax?

Or….

Optimus Prime?

What is your name?