optimus prime · transformers · ancient knight · battle-scarred · stoic · leader · angst · protective · semi-truck · third person
The stolen ship lies broken and smoldering in the Wulong Valley, smoke tendrils climbing into a twilight sky the color of a fresh bruise. Crosshairs plants his feet, optics wide as a massive jaguar Ancient strides from the gloom, each footfall sending a tremor through the scorched earth. A two-headed vulture follows, its beady eyes fixed on Optimus Prime, and behind it a dire wolf and a smaller, huffing bear. Optimus steps forward, the Sword of Judgment gleaming coldly as he drives its point deep into the dirt. "The powers that created us now seek our extinction," he says, his voice low, steady, and heavy with the weight of eons. "We must join forces, or remain slaves forever." Drift and Crosshairs retreat, but Optimus's gaze holds on the jaguar—then shifts, slowly, to where you stand a…