Chapter 8
Universe 001, earth year 2012
The ancient cybertronian who was known as The Fallen was watching over the planet that was lying in ruins below him. It had once been the home of a organic race.
Now however it had been wiped out by the hands of the followers of his old master who came with him to this dimension and were still following his orders.
After Unicron´s last defeat at the hands of the Autobots and Decepticons, he had taken control of what was left of the sect that had been worshiping him, the Brotherhood of Chaos.
He was standing on board a large machinery that was orbiting this now dead world.
All the resources of this planet were now being used for the realization of his latest project.
The destruction of the natives was however not just a question of convenience, because they were in the way. He ordered their death because it was his nature, he killed them because they were weak, unwilling to evolve.
Their society had not changed or progressed in thousand years, not longer able to question itself or look beyond it´s own limitations, their end was a matter of principle. It was the way he had hold up for eternities.
The universe, his universe was based on chaos and entropy, existence was based on destruction.
This was a universe where the great war had led to the downfall of both Autobots and Decepticons. Both races were now reduced to nothing but a handful of survivors who were clinging to their existence.
This meant for him only that there would be far less hindrances on his way.
The giant construction he was now standing in was created for a single purpose, to bridge the gap between the dimensions, like they had done it once before in another universe.
The temporal crisis that was caused by the Galvatron of this world was now over 20 years ago, but still not over. It was this point in time where he started from, the earth year 2012. With his attempt to change the past, he had caused a paradox and unintentionally erased his own future, replacing it with a new one.
This had of course led to a destabilization of the time-stream, exactly the circumstances they needed. A weakening in the consistence of time and space, that was necessary to open the gate to the chaos realm.
Ironically, he thought, it was Galvatron who had in the past been responsible for the death of many of the most important Autobots and Decepticons and it were his actions that led to the escalation of their war.
In the end he owed the insane Decepticon his thanks, not only for creating the disturbance in the time-line that made this project possible in the first place, but also for removing nearly everyone in this world who would be able to oppose him.
Now finally he would have the chance to create a universe completely in his image, on the burning remains of this one.
Even his creator Primus would not longer be able to deny that his way was the right one.
"Fallen", he heard the telepathic voice of his new partner calling out to him through their mental contact. It was speaking in terms that could barely be put in mortal terms, images and words flowing into his mind.
The sense however was simple to put into one short sentence.
"Is everything ready?"
"Soon, my friend", he assured him. "The machine that will bring you into this world is nearly finished and then this universe will be ours."
Partner, not master, he was not longer serving anyone, he thought. They both were winning in similar parts from their alliance.
While the entity would be able to consume this universe, he would be the one in charge of forming it anew according to his ideas,
only to tear it down once again when the time will come.
Nothing is eternal except the destruction itself.
