[Opening Scene — Deep Space]
The camera drifts through the cold silence of the void. Stars shimmer in distant constellations as fragments of ancient Cybertronian architecture drift through the darkness — relics of forgotten wars. Among them, a massive, metallic sphere floats quietly… its surface veined with glowing lines of silver-blue energy, pulsing faintly, like a heart that refuses to die.
Narrator (Windblade):
> "There are whispers among the stars… stories of worlds that breathe, of gods that dream. But I never believed them — not until I heard the voice."
[Scene Shift — Windblade's Shuttle]
Windblade's small exploration ship glides silently through the field of debris. She sits at the controls, optics glowing, the faint hum of her engines echoing through the cockpit. The readings on her monitors spike.
Windblade (softly):
> "That signal again… it's old — impossibly old."
She focuses her scanners. The readings point to the dormant sphere. Its surface slowly shifts, rearranging itself like a puzzle of living metal.
[Scene — Landing on the Sphere]
Windblade transforms mid-air, landing gently on the planet's metallic crust. She looks around, her turbines purring softly. The ground pulses beneath her feet — rhythmic, like a heartbeat.
Windblade:
> "You're… alive?"
A deep vibration rolls through the landscape. Massive plates of metal shift, forming towering spires and valleys of chrome and crystal. The world responds to her presence.
Windblade kneels, placing her palm on the surface. As a Cityspeaker, she closes her optics and lets her consciousness reach out.
Windblade (in trance):
> "Who are you?"
A low, resonant voice answers — ancient, distant, echoing through her mind.
Omega (voice, deep and weary):
> "...I am… the forgotten one."
Windblade gasps as visions flood her mind — stars collapsing, mechanical titans devouring worlds, and two godlike beings clashing: Primus and Unicron. Between their cosmic war, a third spark flickered to life… neither light nor darkness.
Omega (voice):
> "Once, I was called the Balance… but time buried my name."
[Scene — The Awakening]
The planet begins to quake. Massive tendrils of metal rise into the sky, shifting and folding as the entire world reconfigures. Mountains become shoulders, continents shift into limbs — and from the heart of the planet, a massive eye ignites with golden light.
Windblade can only watch as the being emerges from the surface — an impossibly large Transformer, his armor gleaming with both radiant silver and abyssal black.
Windblade (awe-struck):
> "Primus… Unicron… no. You're something else."
Omega (standing to full height):
> "I am Omega — the world that walks."
[Scene — Cosmic Silence]
The space around them bends as Omega's energy surges. Windblade's ship shakes violently, her sensors flooding with impossible readings.
Windblade:
> "You're… alive, but why now? What woke you?"
Omega looks toward a distant nebula, eyes narrowing.
Omega:
> "The stars burn too bright. The balance… is breaking once again."
He turns his gaze down to her, a rumbling voice filled with both kindness and sorrow.
Omega:
> "You, Cityspeaker… will help me remember what I was."
Windblade takes a slow breath, her optics glowing with determination.
Windblade:
> "Then let's start with who you want to be."
[Closing Scene]
As Omega rises above the horizon, his massive silhouette eclipsing distant stars, Windblade's ship hovers beside him. In the distance, a faint, dark ripple moves through the void — something watching, waiting.
Narrator (Windblade):
> "The galaxy will remember his name again… but whether it brings salvation or destruction — only Omega knows."
To be continued.