It’s been a few years after the events that took place in 1994. Scourge had been dealing with his master’s abuse for years on end but never bothered to say anything about it, and only now was it all starting to pile up.

[ Scourge was sitting alone in front of the same museum he had destroyed to find the Transwarp Key all those years ago, not saying a word. He felt tired, for what felt like the first time in his life. ]