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As it moved further, Steel saw its cousins undergoing their own journeys:
Steel looked at its reflection. It was no longer just a flat slab; it was a . By enduring the pressure and heat of forming, it had gained the shape it needed to go out into the world as part of a car, a building, or even a simple soda can.
One morning, Steel entered the , where materials were reshaped without losing a single ounce of themselves—no cutting, no waste, just pure transformation. The Trials of Transformation
: Thin wires were being pulled through smaller and smaller dies, becoming the delicate but strong cables that hold up elevators and power cities.
: A block of aluminum was being pushed through a shaped hole, emerging on the other side as a perfectly consistent, long curtain rail—like toothpaste being squeezed from a tube.
Finally, Steel reached the station. A mechanical punch pressed it into a cup-shaped die. In one smooth motion, the flat sheet was "formed" into a sturdy, seamless container.
Once upon a time in the bustling world of the , a piece of flat, unyielding metal named Steel dreamed of becoming something more. Steel knew it had the strength, but it lacked the shape to be truly useful.
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