#[☠ listen to your god

[ask-dusk-on-unicrons-planet]

[Fools, they all fools]

The dead God thought as his bright purple optics looked at the pitiful creatures. The creations of his own blood that now walked on his body... or planet as they now call him.

[These meat sacks, walking among the creations of Primus... they're just fools...]

Clearly, even the tiny dumb creatures did not know how disgraceful it was to even look at the creations of Primus. Just knowing that those metal monsters were walking on his body made the Energon on his spark burst with rage...

[But...]

Maybe...

[They are all me, part of me]

A silly thought to be true to himself, but a doubt too maybe. Still, Unicron could feel his spark connected to those meat sacks. Then, if his brother could create monsters like him...

[And they'll be more]

They'll be just as beautiful as death itself.