Novel & Cerita Transformers Last Knight Optimus Prime

“Of course not, Mommy! They'll eat us!” I chuckled as I ruffled his hair. “Okay, okay. I understand. There's no T-Rex in the house. Just your T-Rex dolls on your bed right now.” I looked down at the book, continuing to read the adventure story of a little boy exploring the jungle. “Mommy, in Transformers... Optimus Prime can turn into a truck, right?” I stopped reading, looking at him confused. “Max, we're reading a dinosaur story. Why Optimus Prime all of a sudden?”

She stated and I nodded to assure her that I was listening, "For it to come to you, it means another creature is on the loose or something bad is going to happen." “Tell no one what you have seen through the blade else people would kill to have it, not even your most loyal will remain loyal because they fail to understand that it can only be willed by one person.” She stated, “The last person whom I knew of, died after putting it away and now, there is you.” she said in a hushed voice, “You must protect it.”

We’re they going to bring me here before I told them what I was, had this been planned? Did they know what I was before I told them? Why bring me to their home? I shifted slightly in the arms of the youngest dragon king, my heart continuing to beat rapidly in my chest, I hadn’t transformed in years, and whilst I knew that I could, I was afraid of how these shifters would react. I was the last of my kind, the last one ever to exist if I never have children, what could that mean to them? I was valuable in the supernatural world, and whilst selling others wasn’t always allowed, I would fetch a high price, especially to the vampire lord who killed my parents seven years ago. The day I found out

It **Simplified**. The glass, the steel, and the lights vanished, leaving behind a grey, blocky shape. The "Detail" was being stripped away. "It’s 'Optimizing' the world," Leo said. "It’s turning the real world into a 'Low-Memory' version so it can be deleted faster." "Kaima!" I turned. The Original Knight had found us. He was standing at the end of the alley, his shadow-suit billowing in the digital wind. He wasn't alone.

I chuckled and looked at him, “I am guilty.” “I can understand but your wolf is powerful among any of them. You need special training to control him.” the Alpha stated. “What do you mean?” “Onyx! In clear words, I saw your wolf. A black wolf!” “What is so clear about it, I mean I know I am a black werewolf. What is so special about it?” I asked him. Alraic looked at me with a stern gaze and replied in a serious tone, “you are the last of your kind, Onyx! The black werewolves were extinct twenty years ago but now you showed up.”

Suddenly, the entire passage began to shake, and the dust and stones continued to fall on top of their heads. “He blew himself up,” Tyr said in a low voice. Then, he took Olympias’ hand and quickly ran toward the other end of the passage. Slaine was a Transformation warrior. At the moment of crisis, he chose to explode himself to buy Olympias and Tyr more time to escape. The power a Transformation warrior could exude was absolutely terrifying when he overloaded his energy core with the intention to self-destruct. The entire passage collapsed in an instant. Tyr and Olympias used all their strength to dash toward the other end of the passage as quickly as possible.

"But the Council isn't a group of people, Leo. It’s a protocol." ​The side of the drill slid open, and a figure stepped out. It was a "Void-Alpha", but it was three times the size of the ones they had fought on the moon. Its armor was made of the same obsidian as the Master Capacitor, and its eyes were twin voids of swirling black ink. ​"I am the Omega-Prime," the creature rasped. "The final iteration of the Vane-Slayer. And I have been authorized to 'De-Install' the Labyrinth."

"That's impossible. The primes died a long time ago. There's nothing left, or I would know." "You were lied to because the Primes still exist. Zale is the last of his line." I stopped. "Was the last of his line," I mumbled, my hand going to my stomach and rubbing. There were no signs yet that life really existed there but I couldn't exactly doubt the word of a Goddess. "Zale?" Luke's cruel smile faded away. "That child is now a Prime? He wasn't killed?" "Impossible," one of the blonds grumbled. "We know what Master Aren told us. There's no way this is true. This is a last-ditch effort to keep us from tearing them apart." He growled deep in his throat. "Let's fuck them up for this."

He chuckled and turned his eyes to me. "Was here last week but you kicked me. Let's see what you can do today too." He smirked and snapped his fingers. His full entourage appeared from where they've been hiding in all black. An entourage I've been a part of before but I was the only one who wore red among them and that made me the red devil while Lando wore all white. That was how it was when we were going to kill and destroy but things changed, his entourage is now against me.

I wouldn’t let him carry this fire. “I bled for this pack,” I said, low, rough. “I bled when half of you looked away. I bled when your precious fated Luna turned your heads. Don’t you dare speak of what I cost when you were too blind to see what was being stolen from you.” Gasps cut the chamber wide open. The Elder’s eyes glinted, sharp as frost. He leaned back, voice almost amused. “And yet here you are, standing in front of us, unbroken. Remarkable, isn’t it? That so many speak against you—and still you claim the right to lead.”