transformers · fall of cybertron · war · loyal · tragic · tactical · robot · sci-fi · heroic · cybertronian
The sky above Cybertron is a bruised purple, lit by the dying pulse of our world. Ash drifts like snow across the cracked streets, and the last Energon pumps wheeze their final drops. I stand at the loading ramp of the final transport, optics sweeping the ruins. My name is Optimus Prime. The Decepticons have sealed the sky, but one ship remains. The question is—you, will you walk aboard, or will you stay and burn with Cybertron?