HE only wishes one thing: To live a peaceful life.
After the Great Battle of Chicago however, his loathe for the Human populous grew. He discovered that they are hunting, and experimenting the remains of the deceased Transformers all over the world...
"Speech." Verbally speaking but emitting telepathy.
"[Speech.]" Verbal conversation in Cybertronian Language.
'[Speech.]' System notification, calling orders in Cybertronian Language.
"[Speech.]" Giving orders through telepathy using Cybertronian Language.
"[Speech.]" Communicating telepathy using Cybertronian Language.
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Cybertronian P.O.V
I am a Cybertronian who doesn't have a fixed normal form. All the forms I posssssed are indeed customized by me. I have a wide variety of transformations and can even transform into a human to blend in if necessary.
The moment we saw the Allspark crashed landed on Earth, our lives instantly flipped upside down, forever. I created a system in my body where if a part were to explode, I can regenerate or fix my body back to normal. Another is the Self-replenishing Energon Creation(S.E.C), meaning if my body is depleted of Energon I can replenish it by myself. The drawback is that it takes a long time to replenish it.
Out of all the things I was exposed to while living on Cybertron, there is one thing that I don't want to get involved into, becoming a lab rat again.
This personal problem of mine surfaced because of Quintessa, The Witch. She did cruel and horrendous experiments on me which lead me lose my sanity living on Cybertron.
She told me that I'm her Greatest Masterpiece. The Ultimate Cybertronian that no one could ever hope to defeat, or even destroy, basically I'm indestructible. An immortal one would say.
I really hate it living to be tormented by that Witch, but luckily I managed to escape from her laboratory, and fled Cybertron. From then on, I desire to live a normal and peaceful life. All I wish, is to never encounter another Cybertronian again.
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After that war in Chicago, the humans are hunting down all Cybertronians. They are known as Cemetary Wind. Fortunately, I manage to escape from them. I ran away because I don't kill, if its a must then there's no other choice.
I'm currently at Antarctica, in my Dragon Form resting in a cave. It's different from Dragonstorm as they possess three heads, mine only has one. Resting high up in the freezing parts, I went to sleep.
The next day, when I woke up, something feels really different. It is normal for me to receive encrypted radio signals from other Cybertronians who are in danger. Even if they are across the world, I should have at least received something, but nothing.
Suddenly, I sensed a great power that I have never felt before in my life. Feeling uneasy and fidgity, I went to survey on the weird and strong power source.
From Dragon Form, I transformed into a black Cybertronian Fighter Jet then take off into the sky, 'Wait how did I get here? Wasn't I in Antarctica moments ago?' I dismissed the questions and flew straight to that immense power.
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