✔ 𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐀𝐋 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒 || 𝚃𝚁𝙰𝙽𝚂𝙵𝙾𝚁𝙼𝙴𝚁𝚂

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Space was a never ending void of nothingness, scattered loosely with gas filled balls called stars, that formed together into a beautiful web, seen from planets millions or even billions of light years away.

Despite the many planets and asteroids that laid across its surface, like freckles dotting its holders face, the only known form of life was that of the blue and green planet that slowly begun to cave in on itself, overpopulated and overwhelmed with the beings inhabiting it.

Earth.

But what if this wasn't true? What if, besides this small speck of rock that floated in open nothingness, wasn't the only inhabitant of life?

What if, for just a moment, there was life elsewhere? Possibly even other universes?

...

The black abyss was scattered with chunks and even heaps of metal and rock, all floating slowly in a stream of space junk.

"There's a legend that precedes the dawn of our civilization, a vile god, so large, so powerful, that it consumed other planets, as fuel."

Planets, all destroyed, broken to pieces and left for dead to float in the endless stream.

One however, unharmed. It's surface was mostly blue, some parts being that of green and white. Large, beautiful rings surrounded it, forming as a barrier to keep it from harm.

"If you believe such a thing could be true, until the day we saw 'Unicron', with our own eyes."

A rumble ripples through the air as a large metal like creature slowly approaches, tentacles made of the same metal stretching around itself and reaching for the planet eagerly.

The creature was large, like no other with a wide mouth like an octopus. It had a glowing orange center, a sun, likely stolen from another planet of galaxy.

It bared its large teeth at the site, before ordering small drones to fly down to its surface.

...

The machines land on the grassy fields with thuds, before rolling themselves out of their shells and transforming into large metal Scorpions and hissing as they scurry off.

Among them, a lone ship that crashed into the earth, the driver having not a single care of the condition of the craft.

"But he didn't just come for our planet, he wanted our greatest technology, the 'Transworp Key.'

A small hatch opens atop the shuttle.

"And he sent his most powerful Henchman to collect it, Scurge."

The robot was not like the others, as he had hands and feet and was not built to represent any sort of animal.

His body radiated heat while he moved his arms around, his back scorched and glowing an ugly red.

...

The earth rumbles violently a gorilla like machine huffs as he runs through the forest, dodging attacks left and right before turning a corner into an open field.