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Ancient Greek philosophers had no concept of mathematical zero (0). Some often project our concepts of math back onto them.

While the ancient philosopher Pythagoras didn't get many quotes through the ages, one ascribed is that,

"There is geometry in the humming of the strings. There is music in the spacing of the spheres."

A Pythagorean sympathizer might say there is something more fundamental than math, or number.

Geometry, music, or even consciousness, is all perhaps more fundamental than math, which might be derived from those above.

Indeed we now learn that the golden ratio, 0.618, shows up all over classical art, music, and even the spacing of the spherical planets out there, as the Earth year and orbit times the golden ration (0.618) exactly equals the Venus year and orbit size...

and Earth's orbit times exactly 12 is the Jupiter orbit and year-length, or the length of one Chiness-astrological year. 12 was the counting base of many ancient societies, huge number ... and now for some further reading...

https://aeon.co/essays/cosmopsychism-explains-why-the-universe-is-fine-tuned-for-life

Wing doesn’t die by Braids hands and is instead repaired. Them performing Conjunx Ritus and having a ceremony amongst the Circle. He and Drift then travel across the universe, sating both of their desires for adventure and freedom whilst treating it as a long honeymoon (or the Cybertronian equivalent). They don’t join the war in this ending, instead all they need is one another, and they soon return to New Crystal City to grow old together.

Wing doesn’t die, and this time Drift stays in New Crystal City. With Dai Atlas’s acceptance, Drift trains to be a Knight, working hard to make sure he is strong and capable enough to save Wing, should a situation like the one with Braid arise again. He eventually earns his Knighthood, much to Wings delight, and they spend their days relaxing in the City and enjoying life with one another.

Drift never betrays the Circle, and instead tells Dai Atlas the truth of the signal. The situation is avoided, and the City can live in peace. Dai Atlas takes longer to accept Drift this time round (because he never risked his life to save Wing/the City), but he eventually does and supports his and Wings conjunxing. Wing and Drift live out their lives unburdened by that act Drift would have committed.

Wing does die, but this time his essence stays in the sword and he is a constant presence in Drifts life. Offering him advice, guidance, and words of love. They can communicate and touch in Drifts dreams, and recharge is something Drifts looks forward too. Wing eventually lets go of the sword at seeing Drift happy (single, or with Ratchet, Rodimus, Perceptor…), and it’s such a bittersweet ending, but at least they both get a proper goodbye/closure.