#idk how to feel about this but its alright

Though they couldn’t truly breath, the crisp and fresh morning air on their heated plating was a relief. As they stared down at the green hill, they could feel nothing but calm. The war had been finished. The battle had been won. Once and for all, the fight was finished!

But was it?

The war was finished, but what did that mean? Had anyone truly won? All losses across the board were equal. Millions lost, because of… what?

What would they do now?

These thoughts dampened their burning core. As a warforged- one who, by name, was forged for war- what were they to do now? What war was there to fight?

It was scary to consider. For the first time in their life, they were found lacking a purpose. The reason they were created was to win the war for their faction, and that was what happened. It was done. Was this their end, as well? Were they to die with the war?

The early morning sun was soft and cool in the distance. As they stared at it with dimming optics, the relief, the pride they’d felt, was snuffed out near immediately.

What good would they serve to a peaceful world?

Blood was rusted on their plating forever. They would be a memento of one of the hardest, bloodiest times in history.

But this was what they had fought for, wasn’t it? A world free of the war? Shouldn’t they get to participate in what they had fought for for so long?

The grass at the end of the hill was stained a nasty red, hints of black and blue splattered throughout. The corpses smelt of copper, and they would soon begin to reek of rot.

They were created to fight. Ever since they were forged, they were taught that the end goal to the bloodshed was peace. Perhaps they could continue to fight for peace, even after the war?

A silly idea, maybe. Mechanical soldier turned cop, what a concept! Despite that it was better than nothing.

With a rattle of their plating, they rose from the ground. They couldn’t sit around forever- the war may have been oficially ended, but that didn’t mean they had nothing else to do.

And so, the soldier began their walk back home.