The awakening

A dull roar encompasses my ears, growing greater and greater until it seems that I must burst... I awaken. What has happened? Phantom memories of Gold and Brown, of a pixie goddess... of Benevolence and of Love. Of kindness betrayed and beauty destroyed. I remember a man... no, a machine! Named Tobar... Purple and grey colors and a terrible battle. All this matters not, as if it were a dream of another lifetime. I was a different being then. I had a conscience then. What was my name? It was Harrower. I am Harrower.