Jake had always been a devoted Transformers fan. Not the casual kind who only watched the movies he was the type who studied the lore, the history, the politics of Cybertron. Among all the characters, one stood above the rest in his mind: Megatron.
To most people, Megatron was simply the villain. The tyrant who plunged Cybertron into a catastrophic war.
But Jake saw something different.
Megatron had begun as a revolutionary. A gladiator who rose from the lowest caste of Cybertronian society. A leader who challenged a corrupt system that oppressed millions of Cybertronians. Yes, the war he started devastated their world but in Jake's mind, Megatron had only wanted one thing:
The survival and freedom of his race.
"If only someone had influenced the decisions back then…" Jake muttered while walking home late at night."Maybe the war wouldn't have destroyed Cybertron."
The streets were quiet. The city lights flickered in the distance.
Jake adjusted his backpack and sighed.
"If I had been there… I would've stopped the worst of it. Megatron could have won without destroying everything."
Headlights suddenly flooded the street.
Jake barely had time to turn.
A truck roared toward him far too fast.
For a split second he noticed something impossible.
The truck's headlights glowed like red eyes, and across the metal grille stretched what looked disturbingly like a smile.
Wait…
Is that
The impact came instantly.
As darkness swallowed his vision, Jake's final thought escaped his lips.
"No way… Truck-kun… noooo "
And just like that…
Jake was unsubscribed from life.
Silence.
Then a mechanical chime echoed through the void.
DING
Strongest Transformer System initialized.
Scanning host...
Soul signature detected.
Binding complete.
Host Identified: MEGATRON
Soul Integration: 97%
Foreign consciousness detected...
Assimilating...
A new voice spoke within the darkness.
Welcome, Host.
The Strongest Transformer System is now active.