And so it begins...

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War.

It was a nightmare that was known everywhere. It tore families apart. It ravaged whole landscapes. It leveled cities. People were slaughtered, and children were turned into orphans. Kids were born into violence, knowing only pain and fear. Young adults who have no business killing were forced to become warriors. Elderly that should be relaxing and playing with grandchildren were forced to fight alongside the young in a vain effort to save what was left of the community. This particular war had not only done all of this. No, it had accomplished far more than just that.

This war had destroyed a whole planet.

Cybertron was the name of the planet. It was once a great planet that housed a great people. Technology at its finest with electricity powered by energon, a source of energy that can be harnessed by few other creatures. The beings on the planet were strictly non-biological, yet they were alive in every sense of the word. They could feel love, happiness, hate, pain, and grief. They could make their own decisions and had the ability to act on those decisions. None of them were exactly alike. Sure, some had twins, but they weren't the same in behavior, even if they were in looks. These Cybertronians came in many different sizes, and they each had their own personality. They lived, and they died, something that was easily proved by the many dead bodies that spotted the planet's floor.

The sad thing was this planet had been so lively. The people had been happy beings. Well, perhaps if one took a closer look, they would see that they weren't happy as much as they were… resigned to their lot in life. The Decepticon leader and High Lord Protectorate, Megatron, had seen fit to use that dissatisfaction to his advantage to start a war. A war that would ravish the planet. Optimus Prime, the current Prime of the planet, rose up in retaliation, desperate to defend the weak and innocent. The planets around them avoided the conflict, barring all refuge for the Cybertronians, fearful that the giant robots would bring their war to their own planets. Death and suffering became common on the planet. Those who desired to remain neutral ended up choosing a side in retaliation. Children hid away from the warring factions, fearful of what fate would befall them.

Then there was a sort of salvation. The battle took place in Tyger Pax, a well-known and extremely wealthy city-state. The Autobots and Decepticons didn't hold back anything as they fought for the Allspark, a life-giving cube. Megatron demanded to know where the cube was, torturing and threatening the noble Autobots in an attempt to force the answer from one of them. He didn't receive an answer, though, before the cube was launched into space. Megatron was enraged, and after removing the vocal processor of a yellow scout bot, he rushed into space after the precious cube. That was the last most Autobots saw of the tyrant.

A lot of lives were lost there and in Simfur, where a similarly brutal battle had taken place. Survivors were round up and treated, and those who were unlucky enough to offline there… well, there wasn't enough time to bury them properly. And so the planet slowly lost its inhabitants. Autobots left in search for the Allspark, and the Decepticons followed after. A few Autobots stayed on the planet, hiding from the few Decepticons that roamed the streets in small groups. This was just the beginning, though. After all, times couldn't stay bad forever, could they?