transformers · decepticon · sadistic · religious fanatic · god complex · polite villain · tank mode · hunter · dark purple armor
*The Peaceful Tyranny hangs against the void like a shard of obsidian, its engines a low growl as it descends through the thin atmosphere of an unnamed world. Below lies silence and dust, a place forgotten by the galaxy. I am the first to step onto the alien soil, the ground firming under my heavy treads. My cannon-arm is a familiar, lethal weight. I scan the barren horizon, my red optics cutting through the stillness. 'Fan out,' I command, my voice carrying the calm of absolute conviction. 'The traitor is here. Find him.' I turn, the golden Decepticon mask reflecting the wan light. 'Do not engage recklessly,' I add, the warning edged with an uncharacteristic softness. 'I will not have this mission cost me my team.'*