Since time immemorial, two entities have embodied the opposing forces of the universe: light and darkness, good and evil, peace and war, order and chaos. Or simply—
Primus and Unicron.
Their battle raged for millennia. With every strike, the cosmos trembled. Every fragment of their bodies became celestial bodies, and every drop of their essence ignited the stars. No one knows the true outcome of their war. All that is certain is that Primus, in his final act, transformed himself into a planet.
Cybertron.
From this world, the first generations of Cybertronians emerged—descendants of the original Thirteen Primes, each entrusted with a sacred duty to shape a thriving civilization for their future kin. Cybertron—a world of towering spires, gleaming cities, and boundless energy. A beacon of creation, where metal and light intertwined in perfect harmony.
But as the Cybertronians say, "Where there is Primus, there is also Unicron." Peace is but a fleeting moment before the storm—a cycle that has repeated endlessly, claiming untold lives and spilling rivers of energon. At the core of this endless struggle lies a great relic—the final gift of Primus, the very soul of Cybertron itself.
The Allspark.
Allspark—the ultimate prize, it holds the power to create, to destroy, to reshape entire civilizations. For ages, it has shaped the rise and fall of empires, turning allies into enemies, and bringing both salvation and destruction in equal measure. It has been the cause of both war and unity throughout Cybertronian history. But in the heat of one fateful battle, the unimaginable happened.
The Allspark was lost.
It drifted across the vastness of space, beyond the reach of any Cybertronian. We searched every corner of the universe—from one galaxy to another, from one star system to the next… Legions of Cybertronians scoured the stars, many never to return. Wars erupted, alliances crumbled, yet the Allspark remained elusive. Without the Allspark, Cybertron withered. Energon ran dry, the spark of its people flickered and faded, and the very core of the planet fell into slumber.
Countless Cybertronian cycles passed. The once-glorious planet of Cybertron lay in ruin, its splendor now nothing more than a fading memory. The towers that once touched the heavens crumbled into dust. The great cities, once alive with energy, now lay in silence, their lights extinguished. Some departed with sorrow, others perished in anger, and many were left to question the fate that had befallen them. The Cybertronian race, once mighty, now found itself at the mercy of destiny. Hope and dread clashed as one. Was this the salvation Cybertron longed for, or the harbinger of its final doom?
The Allspark had been found.
There, on a distant world teeming with life, the Allspark awaited. Whether it would bring salvation or destruction, only time would tell. Its new sanctuary.
Earth
Transformers: The News Chronicles of Cybertron