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Oh my dear children, I love you and I’ll keep you safeI’ll hold you close so you’ll never know pain
Because my children, the world can be cruel and so cold
But a flower can bloom in the thorns
Oh my dear children, I love you and I hope you see
No matter what comes or when you must leave
That I still love you, and hope that you’re happy today
I pray, and I pray, that you’ll remember…
The concept of ‘Cold Construction’ does exist in this Human!AU and what is it is lab kids. Lots and lots of lab kids.
Part of it is due to a lower birth rate as a side effect of some generations of genetic tinkering way back, which is absolutely not what multiple governments hellbent on rebuilding and safeguarding their borders from further threats want, so they turn to something pretty controversial to boost their workforce.
So depending on what they need in each class, they’ll produce what numbers can’t be naturally made and it becomes especially prevalent in the manual labor/mining community where childcare is a luxury they won’t afford the working class and the mortality rate tends to be high so they need new blood in the system and they need it by any means possible. It’s prevalent enough that these magically-appearing ‘abandoned’/‘orphanage’ kids are raised communally in these communities who’re instructed to teach them the trade from the time they’re old enough to hold tools.
The song at the start I sort of see as a common lullaby/lament for the working communities who accept these children as their own, because the biggest fear is that if they don’t conform or don’t perform up to standard during census checks, these kids who are definitely seen as government property given their background will be taken to Institutes to ‘re-educate’ them, and these communities try to make sure that doesn’t happens because they either don’t return or come back with Shadowplay lost memories and next to no semblance of their old selves.
Morgan/Megatron was lucky to have been assigned to a community that while mired in poverty and brutal back-breaking labor genuinely loved him and he very much loved them back, which is why he’s so dead-passionate about fighting for their rights. They’re family. Terminus gave him his name from the first day he was there.
Preston/Prow l was not quite as fortunate, growing up from day one in a Spartan youth academy and raised to see everyone not his superiors as a rival. He kept his registration number as his ‘name’ and was only given a proper one when he ‘graduated’ to a proper police academy.
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