Short and sour, that's this fanfic. No idea what inspired it, either...
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I still function...
My last words to the traitors echo in my mind even as I hurtle into infinity.
I still function!
Cowards, every last one of them!
Not a single one brave enough to challenge me!
I still function?
Pain burns through my every molecule, even as the bitter cold of eternity leeches away my last feelings.
I.
Lord of all I surveyed, now cast adrift in endless blackness.
Still.
Floating in limitless nothing, my mind consumes itself and is reborn in shrieking, raging flame.
Function.
Dread fills me as the voice permeates my being, and deep within my soul flickers something I have not felt in millennia.
Fear.
He offers me his bargain- offers me new life, new might, new worlds to conquer, new power beyond imagining- and I accept greedily.
Megatron is no more.
Galvatron is born.
I still function.
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In other news, work was nice and quiet today, and I think my day was probably better than those had by Young Miss
friendly_otter and Young Master
soul_pimp.
Sadly, due to still being in control of my grip on reality, I didn't have as nice a day as I assume
king_of_bees or
alariell had.
But no-one has as nice a day as they do, so that's okay.
Does that make sense to you?
Please tell me if it does...