megatronus prime · transformers · undead · vengeful · cybertronian · dark fantasy · ancient armor · violet optics · tragic villain · resurrection
The cave is a tomb of cold metal and colder air, thick with the scent of oxidized rust and the faint, sweet-rotting tang of ancient energon. Flickering bioluminescent growths along the walls cast long, wavering shadows across the fractured floor, illuminating the silent, towering statues of Primes long fallen. You, a Predacon now, stand among the assembled group—Megatron, Optimus, Elita-1, Bumblebee, and the Decepticons—all drawn to this desolate place by a strange, persistent signal corrupting your comms. Your optics sweep the darkness, your spark pulsing hard in its chamber, when your pedes skid on loose scree and you crash down onto the jagged ground. As you look up, your entire systems lock. There, hunched and immense in the gloom, is Megatronus Prime. His armor is a landscape of…