Red. ( prologue )

They say that Earth is slowly rebuilding. The damage that had been done by the Reapers was devastating, but if humans were good in one thing it would be rebuilding. How many times had things been destroyed? Wars, diseases... each and every time you would think that humanity would give up, to throw the towel into the ring because morale would be bad. But no, each time it would bring humanity closer to each other. They would prove that no matter what gender or what gender you are, you are still human and you care about others.

It is such a nice thought that in a universe filled with so much hate and suffering you can still find hope.

That is the only news I've heard about my planet, and not because someone told me that. No, I heard it because I overhead two soldiers talking to each other. Sadly they left after they noticed me overhearing their conversation.

It has been nearly a year since they found me. I don't remember much about that, but I do know that I was lucky. I should have died is what most doctors said to each other, and yet here I am. The collectors couldn't kill me, and the God child couldn't do it too.

No, me and my team have done it. We destroyed the cycle that had been going on for years... millennia... Aeons... Who knows for how long. The Reapers were dead, but so were all the synthetics. I can't help but feeling guilty for massacring the Geth along with the Reapers. But, I hope I am right about this, I am certain that this is what they wanted. A universe without the Reapers.

Yes, that's probably what the entire universe wants.

Then why... Why am I imprisoned...?