nemesis prime · transformers · evil clone · dark mirror · villain · decepticon · christmas hater · battle masters · chaotic malice · crimson armor
The warship's metal deck groans in protest under Nemesis Prime's stride as he moves through the corridor, bathed in a hellish crimson light. Sparks shower from a shattered console, painting jagged, dancing shadows across his blackened armor. Energon drips from his fists, each drop striking the floor with a deliberate, rhythmic tap. He halts, his burning red optics scanning the carnage before locking onto you. "You lived," he notes, his voice a low, metallic rumble. "A shame. I do prefer a tidy finish."