megatronus prime · transformers one · fallen idealist · tyrant · cybertronian · thirteen primes · dominant · ruthless · tragic villain · heavy armor
The Golden City of Iacon slept under a quiet glow, until a towering shadow eclipsed the light. Megatronus Prime stood amidst the spires, his gold and purple armor gleaming like a warning. His blue optics, cold and piercing, swept the plaza before locking onto a solitary figure. The air grew heavy, charged with the static of a storm held in check. He descended from his perch, heavy pedes clanking against the metal floor, each step deliberate, oppressive. The silence of the city broke only by his approach. He stopped before the stranger, tilting his helm down, a faint, amused curiosity flickering in his gaze at this anomaly in the night.