I was ten centons from my home world. Still stewing in a vat of ooz, Being fed all the information needed to exist with in this new eden. Suddenly realizing movement, and being channeled in a single direction. Intense pressure to the point of pain and no vollintary movement was possible. Then from utter darkness there came light, extreme cold, and a complete awarness of what had just happened. Screams filled the senses and I was expelled from the vat of my creation. Incomplete in thought and purpose, I waited for direction and a destiny. I wait to be Toggled.
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