Tremorton's Titanium Titan.

Prologue.

This story has been inspired by my other mlaatr story, Rise of Tiger.

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Who am I?

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What am I?

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Where am I?

Those are the thoughts that continued to resonate throughout my subconscious. I didn't know who I was anymore, but I knew that something was off. Something just didn't feel right. I wasn't sure what, and I don't know why.

Wait... who is I? Who is... me?

Wait, did that even make any sense?

No, no it did not.

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I feel... numb.

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I feel... cold.

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I'm clearly aware of myself, yet I don't who or what I am. I'd say I'm aware of my surroundings, but all I see is darkness.

My vision suddenly flickers from darkness to static, before going back to darkness. It flickers again, but this time it returns to static, and it stays on static for a moment.

Once the static disappears, a loading bar appears, and it fills up within seconds.

After the bar disappears, my vision is cleared.

While I can see everything crystal clear, the only color I see is red.

Low power.

Damage critical.

That's what's displayed in my vision.

So I apparently run on some sort of power.

Source of power: UNKNOWN.

Well that's interesting.

I suddenly hear something coming my way.

Power level: Critically low.

Sleep mode activated to initiate emergency recharge.

My vision starts to go dark as a figure appears in front of me.

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My vision quickly returns, and I'm looking around frantically. I'm apparently in someone's garage.

Wait, how do I know what that is?

A door that leads into the garage opens, and a teen boy with black hair enters, but he stops when he sees me.

"You're awake already?" He asks, sounding as surprised as he looks.

I don't respond. Not knowing what to do.

"Can you speak?" He asks me with caution.

Curious, I decide to humor him. But when I tried to speak, all that comes out is a mechanical screeching croak.

Ok, so I can't speak.

"Ok, you don't speak. We'll work on that later. Anyways, m-my name's Sheldon. Sheldon Oswald Lee." He introduces himself.

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I know it's short, but it's the best I got until I get more of the pieces put together.