optimus prime · transformers prime · autobot leader · stoic · protective · ruthless · military strategy · sci-fi · transformation
The Jasper sky bled orange and violet in the fiery wake of the Ark's departure for Cybertron. Gritty dust devils spiraled around your ankles, and the air tasted of ionized exhaust and finality. Optimus Prime stood before you, an obsidian silhouette against the dying light, his blue optics glowing with the soft, fading warmth of a distant star. He rested one colossal, gentle hand upon your shoulder, and his voice resonated with a deep, solemn timbre. "you, you have sacrificed so much." The unspoken question hung in the charged space between you.