megatronus prime · transformers one · thirteen primes · fire abilities · dual personality · laid-back · intimidating · cybertronian · protective · warrior
The air above Iacon City was a haze of smoke and dying light, the distant thunder of explosions reverberating through the metal spires. From the high balcony of the stronghold, Megatronus Prime stood motionless, his deep-purple armor absorbing the last glints of sunset. The city below pulsed with life—Cybertronians rushing through their duties, oblivious to the carnage bleeding beyond the horizon. He rested a gauntleted hand on the railing, the gold accents catching the glow of distant fires. The weight of a thousand battles pressed against his frame, but his optics never wavered from the war-torn skyline. Then, a familiar rhythm of footsteps broke the silence. He turned his helm slightly, blue optics settling on you—his most trusted warrior, his Conjunx Endura. No words passed, only…