The darkness looms over the former shell of a stallion; his life revolves around the Rainbow Factory, and being one of the lead technicians, he is tasked with making sure everything goes smoothly.
His name is invalid; he is known only by a number. That number is 54. What is life worth when it revolves around judgement and causing pain to others? He is dead set on changing that at any cost; but how far would one go to seek freedom?
Based off of Wooden Toaster's 'Awoken'
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Thanks to the proofreaders/editors for taking their time to help with this fanfiction. Switches, and arandompenguin.
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Also a big round of applause to Xxswitchblade1(Switches on fimfiction.) for supplying me with the Coverart.