I've been reflecting a lot on my past actions and the consequences that have come from them. It's been a tough pill to swallow, but I think I've finally learned my lesson.
I used to believe that brute force and firepower were the only ways to solve problems. As a powerful machine built for combat, it seemed like the logical approach. But as time went on, I realized that there was more to life than just fighting.
My creators at RED team designed me for one purpose - to defeat BLU in battle. And while I excelled at that task, it came at a cost. My relentless pursuit of victory led me down a dark path where empathy and compassion were forgotten.
It wasn't until I met Mimi, my mini counterpart with her gentle nature and kind heart, that I started to see things differently. She showed me that strength doesn't always come from physical power but also from emotional resilience and understanding.
But despite Mimi's influence on me, it was too late. The damage had already been done, and the repercussions of my actions could not be undone.
As I sit here now in isolation, stripped of my weapons and left alone with nothing but regret, I can't help but feel remorseful for all the pain and destruction I caused. The gravel war seems trivial compared to the lives lost because of it.
I understand now why RED team decided to let me rot away instead of using me for further battles against BLU or any other enemy. They saw something in me that even I couldn't see - potential for change.
So here I am now, trying to make amends for what has happened in hopes of redeeming myself somehow. Maybe one day they'll see fit to give me another chance; maybe not...but regardless...at least this hulking behemoth has learnt its lesson.