2 Chapter 1: It seems, that my time for the starting events had come

I watched as the milk slowly spread through the floor from the container.

"...Ahhh, shit." I glocked to myself.

This was apparently the last batch of milk I had, and the fact that I was sleepy and had literal black eyes didn't help with the floor taking it for itself.

"Well, time to clean up I guess..." I spoke lazily.

I cleaned the floor and got ready to go out and buy some more milk, I crave for calcium today for the 2,456th time since my current life as man and first life as a woman.

Reincarnation and all that bullshit would be true in my eyes since I have experienced it once, before, a woman, now, a man.

And today, I crave for some extra dosage of calcium, and I happened to just spill the remaining of milk I had…

And while I'm at it, why not buy some wine, cheese, and some other stuff?

I thought as I tied my shoelaces, things move very fast for me, and I need to think fast in that little time.

I strolled the streets; I could've gone by car but no, I decided I won't.

It might just be bullshit but I feel something "subtly suggesting" me this method like moths upon the sight of flame.

Plus, my body needs to get up and walking since I have been sitting and staring at the screen whole day. Maybe it's because of that.

Besides, although it is a bit tiring to walk about 500 meters to my destination, it would benefit me in terms of physical health.

As I got to the mall, I immediately went to buy milk, wine, cheese, my first three priorities. I then checked my mental library if I potentially have forgotten about something.

After I re-checked, I went to the counter and paid for the stuff and carried them out the mall in a plastic bag.

I again, strolled the streets back home, today was a bit windy. I wonder why?

I absentmindedly stood in the walkway and just before I crossed, I felt something was weird.

Nevertheless, I shrugged the feeling off my shoulders and walk forward before after checking if the streets are clear.

Completely unaware of the impeding danger heading towards me.

Suddenly, lights blared out and blinded my eyes of sight for a split second before I covered my eyes and saw it.

"Wah-what?!" I blurted out.

A body of cold steel. Roaring sounds of a fierce engine that resound. Wheels that spelled doom.

Together with the name plate; "Truck-kun".

"I-… I'm f*cked." I mutter to myself in all seriousness. I am about to face inevitable death.

The truck suddenly moved and sped towards me as I stood there like a deer, I was frozen on my spot unable to move even a single inch. I wonder why?

Is it because I accept that I'm going to die? Is it because I don't have any more will to continue on seeing the inevitability of the situation?

The truck reached full speed in about 20 meters from me as time gets slower to my perception. I wonder why?

Time slowed further every meter the truck closes down on me. I wonder why?

Why was truck-kun here? Why am I a victim of his? What did I do to be worthy?

I… I really do wonder why?

But it seems I won't be able to answer them, death is closer than you think. Because then, WHaBham!

My body flew across the street, it was the last thing I thought before temporarily blanking out

The next thing I met was darkness.

The one that completely lacks light and seems to stretch on to infinity, and beyond.

I… Aren't I already dead? How? How am I still capable of thoughts? Did I reincarnate again?

Questions like these filled my head, but it seems that I don't have anything to satiate the growing thirst for knowledge of what is happening.

I was both figuratively, and literally in the dark, I have no idea of what is happening to me right now.

But what is that bright light beside me?

"I am what you could say as God. Though I wouldn't call myself one and preferably would just be an omnipotent supreme being."

The light answered. Wait, what? Answer? I turned towards the light boggled by such weirdness. "What???"

"I get that your confused." The supreme being as it called itself spoke. "To confirm some of your suspicions, yes you have died. It is because you aren't technically dead. And to answer the last, you didn't reincarnate, well, at least not yet."

"Not yet?" I asked the being. "Yes. One of my friends asked for a favour to reincarnate you with the limit of 5 wishes. He was astonished with you surprising acceptance of death and quite curious mind."

"Ok, I understand." I spoke. " "Wishes"? What are those? I mean, what do they do in a literal sense."

"To answer you question, wishes are literally what they mean. You wish for something, and it becomes true. What you wished for will be carried on to you next life."

"Hmmm." I hummed in thought. What could I do best with it? Firstly. "Um, can I ask where I will be reincarnated to?"

"You will be reincarnated to depends on you, I guess? I really don't want to interfere with your reincarnation and all." The being answered.

Hmmm. Again. Where do I want to go? Somewhere that's filled with action, really dangerous, but something that I could handle with the correct wishes.

Only three universes crossed my mind and one of them was "transformers". It was a world filled with walking mechanical giants aiming to both protect and destroy the planet.

It would pose a challenge to live there, and I myself craved for some action since both my previous lives were stagnant and uneventful.

"Supreme being. I want to go to the world of transformers." I spoke. "Fine. I will set your coordinates there."

"Now, moving on. You have a total of 5 wishes. Choose wisely, for if you do by impulse, you might regret it."

I nodded my head and proceeded with the wishes. "Firstly, I wish to have a total of 5 transformations, one is a F22 raptor, the second is a Koenigsegg pebble white and carbon black with red accents 188 model car or a Lamborgini advantador with black paint. The third would be a human form, both female and male. It would be troublesome if I would just stay as a mechanical giant, and it would help in infiltration or escaping with having a gender fluid human form. The last 2 transformations are blank slates that will yet to be scanned."

The being "nodded", I don't know? I couldn't see with the blinding light and spoke. "I can make it so you can ignore the law of conservation of mass and can compress and inflate your mass needed for the transformations."

"Now moving on to the second wish. I wish for my body to be built in adamantium and be able to regenerate lost or torn off parts. It would be very important for me in surviving in this universe." I spoke.

"Alright." The being "snapped its fingers" and spoke. "Wise choice. Really smart decision if I have to praise further."

I hummed for thanks and spoke. "Now, for the third wish. Make me capable of adapting to anything. I mean anything. Heat, frost, natural weathering, battle instinct, you name it. Everything I need in order to survive in any fight I will encounter."

The being was silent for a second for a second before speaking. "Alright. It is doable and I'll water it down about 30%."

'Oh, come one!' I shouted in my mind. "It's okay. For the fourth wish, I would like to have an identity already formed. Popping out of nowhere while seeking friendly relationship is really sus and I don't want to be mistrusted right in the beginning."

"Now for the last and final wish. I wish for… *dramatic drumroll* …infinite money!" I shouted in the void. "…May I ask why you want infinite money?" the being asked.

"Supreme being. Listen to my wise words. "Time is Gold, and so is money!" Like literally. Why waste time to find money when I can just have infinite? How will I support my fellow cybertronians that may go into hiding? Why will I live a life of a beggar when I can swim in money?"

The being was quite for a whole minute still thinking through the words that had left my mouth. "Well, if you say so. Now that we're finished with that. I'm going to reincarnate you."

The being again snapped its fingers again and my consciousness faded out for a moment before I was again met with the black abyss.

That is, until I had "accidentally" accessed the "database". Weird but correct terminology if I am now a walking computer.

Information flooded inside the dark space in forms of files and was all over the place, the blank dark place was now filed with countless lights.

"Wut…???"

I was shocked, of course I would be with all the surprises that had happened to me. From spilling milk, going out to buy more, and then getting pounded by truck-kun over the streets, and then getting reincarnated.

All seemed vague and confusing for me, but that was only temporary since I soon overcame with overwhelming curiosity to find out what these files was, and perhaps even find out what is happening.

As I browsed through all the files, they all seemed familiar, but I couldn't quite point out what made me look back and contemplate over.

That was until I found a particular program hidden among all of the files in the far background, an almost unnoticeable speck of light, and I was obviously curious.

So, I opened the program and another panel appeared in front of me, it said "Please wait patiently, program; P.R.I.M.E is loading…"

P.R.I.M.E.? What is its reverse acronym form? Again, the name seems very familiar…

The loading screen was slow, so I browsed other files and my confusion was only increased the more I absorbed knowledge, it all seemed familiar.

The loading finished made a "ding-like" noise to alert me, how does it even produce sound?

<<Answer. It is not literally producing the sound but creating information that necessary to simulate and send it core, then interprets as "sound".>>

Ehem, ehem. Ok. Wait, wait what?!?!

Woah… Okay… Calm down, it's not the time to panic firstly gather information.

"Um, hello?" I asked out to the various void of black and speckles of lights.

<<Yes? >> The voice rang out again. "First question, who are you?" I asked again.

<<Answer. I am a A.I. program named; Peak Restoration Initiator Managing Executor. Or in simple acronym form, P.R.I.M.E. My main purpose is to guide and help you regards of information knowledge.>>

"Hm, Okay. Second question. How are you in my "head"?" I ask. <<Answer- >> "Just cut off the unnecessary "Answer" in the future, it takes more time and gets annoying."

<<…It is because I can access your mainframe and perform an "interface" with you.>> P.R.I.M.E. answered.

"Wait, interface? That's a very weird terminology…" just as I spoke, it sunk in, and I immediately doubted what I am.

"P.R.I.M.E., I… What am I?" I asked eagerly, I really needed to find out "what" I am.

<< You are of unknown status... a no name. >>

"Ahhh, shit." I cursed my fate; my last life was so nice and stagnant in my point of view.

This is getting shittier by the second, the number of things that I have to process and accept as truth is getting larger and larger.

But there is absolutely no use in dwelling and denying the fact that I again reincarnated, and this time, without gender. And as a fricking robot on top of it.

I just have to deal with it, and then move on. I just can't sit here, wherever I might be and potentially die because of being a stuck up.

First things first, I need to see, because I want to get out of this sea of information and see the world with my very own "eyes".

"Hey, PRIME. How can I "see"?" I asked.

<<Would you like for me to do it?>> PRIME asked back to me. "No, just tell me how to do it."

<<Will your optics to "open" and that should be it.>> PRIME instructed. And as I willed them to "open", I saw the world for the first time since I entered it.

All I saw was the cold and dark ceiling of a room, well, what did I expect? The lights were obviously off.

"PRIME, where am I?" I asked quietly. <<You are in the master bedroom of your house.>> PRIME answered.

I stood up from the bed… It seems that before I took over this body, it was collapsed and resting on the bed of the room.

I look around and see a rich variety of weapons. Axes, spears, halberds, war-hammers, glaives, and even guns! But personally, I like swords. I wonder why these are in the bedroom.

I felt my gears shift as I walk around, trying to find a reflection and find out what my proto form looks like. Or at least I think I am in.

I Swivelled my head all around the room and managed to spot a shield lying by the wall with my optics. I saw my form reflected by the damaged shield and stood there unmoving.

I felt various forms of emotions, happiness, conviction, sadness, cringe, most of all emotions while staring at my handsome human form. The supreme being did me a huge favour.

But my train of thoughts was soon stopped by a radio call in cybertronian. I recognise this voice. I very much so, am vivid with this voice. The cyber attack from one of the decepticons perhaps? Did blackout already wipe out the N.E.S.T. base?

*Static unrecognizable cybertronian language in repeat.* "It seems, that my time for the starting events had come."