Unicron

(Hasyn POV)

I look around the battlefield and think about how familiar this view has become. I never thought about it, because thinking about it, does nothing for the situation. I have changed completely from what I once was. But that is natural, thinking about what I went through in the last few millennia. I have come a long way and changed from the Necron Lord, I started out as. My ingenious use of the Essence of the Machine and the way I used my strengths and the arrogance of my enemies wisely, have brought me to this moment. 

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The C'tan shards I have fused with myself and the Necrodermis which is lightyears better than what the C'tan had in mind. I improved it myself, I never stopped improving myself for that matter. Constantly the same and yet constantly rising higher. The master of the material universe and the laws of existence, that were the C'tan has become the fuel to my rise. The shards they shattered into, the nourishment I used to grow stronger and master the same powers they wielded. 

I look different. Still unmistakably like a Necron, but less like a skeleton and more 'filled out'. If I had to compare it, I'd say it has a bit of the Void Dragon in terms of looks. I won't change my looks all that much, as I take pride in what I have become. How far I have fallen but risen back again. 

I have fused the Creation Matrix with myself. I added it to my boundless potential and completely overwrote the original purpose. Primus holds no sway over me. I now have the power to create more Cybertronians, or Necrons with the skills of Cybertronians. This will elevate my Dynasty even higher and the Necron Empire will grow more powerful and versatile. 

Once again, all my enemies like dead on the ground at my feet. Thinking about it now, I believe that there is potential in this planet, Cybertron. Instead of just leaving it here, I could make use of it. Yes, that is a good idea. I could do it like Brainiac did and create a moving planet. 

Out of nowhere, my Staff of Power appears in my hand. I raise it above my head and then smash it to the ground. I feel the power flow through my staff and I make my will known. Immediately the ground begins to change. From the silvery essence Cybertron holds, to a dark black with green lines all over. I use my power to transform this planet into a fortress, a moving and living planet that will serve as my Dynasties and the Necron Empire's main world. My seat of power. 

The entire planet that Primus once created for a peaceful species, is now under my full control and terraformed to suit our Necron architecture. While I am at it, I start to add many different types of defences and buildings to truly make this the Tomb World Supreme. I use the Creation Matrix in tandem with my personal limitless energies to make this planet part of myself. An expression of myself if you will. I can control all the powerful reality bending and destroying weapons and tools with my mind. 

After a few hours, the process is finished and the most dangerous weapon to ever be created in C'tan or Necron history has been created. Cybertron has been turned into Anrepheph, the Battle World. 

All the dead bodies of Cybertronians were used by the planet itself. They were destroyed and used as building materials for anything I desired. With a thought, I appear on the large throne, I created for myself. The place where I can see everything and control everything from. I start to mentally order the creation of Necron Warriors in the forges. The algorithms of the Necron Warriors are constantly being improved to make them more menacing and effective troops. 

The two Cybertronians I came here for, Soundwave and Shockwave, have been transformed into Necrons but retained their size somewhat. I made both of them into my Nemesors. My other Nemesor Nakhmos, will not be pleased about this, but he holds the highest position within my forces, so it won't matter much. Nakhmos is a special Necron because he used to be known under a different name. And that name is Zahndrekh. That's right, I snatched a Necron Overlord and Nemesor of the Sautekh Dynasty who was once counted amongst the greatest generals of the lost Necrontyr empire and made him into my personal Nemesor. 

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He knows about his change and his past, and his 'delusions' as everyone else thinks, have been cured. I cured him and made him into something more powerful and influential. Nakhmos wields more power, both personal and military, now than he would have if he were to become the Overlord that he was meant to. I made him what he is today, the greatest Nemesor in the known galaxy. 

Soundwave and Shockwave, who have been transformed, just like the planet, stand guard at my side and oversee the process of the planet. Anrepheph is working and doing its thing, while I suddenly detect something in space approaching fast. 

"Lord Hasyn, something is approaching Anrepheph fast," the emotionless voice of Shockwave tells me. 

"A battlefleet of Cybertronian descent?"

"Negative. Please have a look," Shockwave says and a 3D image appears in the room in front of me. There I see a ginormous planet, with two large orange 'mandibles' approaches. 

"Unicron."

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Unicron is the eternal arch-enemy of his twin brother Primus. Also known as the Lord of Chaos, the Chaos Bringer, and the Planet Eater, he is dedicated to consuming the multiverse. His massive form is powered by the consumption of planets, moons, stars, and even the very fabric of existence. Unicron will not be sated until his ultimate goal is attained: to bring an end to the annoying creation boasting independence around him, and find peace by becoming the living centre of a swirling, infinite torrent of nothingness at the end of all things.

To undertake this seemingly overwhelming task, Unicron can travel across realities at will, a meandering plague upon existence itself. Integrated into his systems are incomprehensible quantum computers which calculate probabilities forward and backward in time, in perpetuity, giving his processors an ever-changing, evolving map of the multiverse. With these abilities at his disposal, Unicron has thus far devoured approximately 22.56% of known universes. Seen at a detached distance from the multiverse, this collective "Unicron Phenomenon" acts with the characteristics of a virus or plague seeping through reality, succeeding where it can, retreating when it cannot.

Various permutations of Unicron can spawn into existence outside the trappings of the larger entity, hailing from a more mundane origin but possessing the same consumptive traits. For much of multiversal history, the singularity Unicron threatened all of existence, and now ... now it is here. Here in front of the planet Anrepheph, formerly known as Cybertron. The planet Primus created. 

The only thing that he fears is Primus's essence, contained inside the Matrix of Leadership, or Creation Matrix. To a being of chaos and uncreation, this font of life is a poison to him.

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"Take your stations," I state calmly and both Shockwave and Sounwave prepare for the battle. 

I observe as the planet-form of Unicron arrives in front of us. I then address the unwanted guest. 

""Unicron the Chaos Bringer, this is Hasyn the Relentless speaking. You are unwelcome here. Cybertron is no more as it was transformed into the more glorious form of Anrepheph under my control. Your name upsets me. So prepare to be destroyed.""

My voice travelled through the vacuum of space towards Unicron. 

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{You underestimate me ... anomaly. I may not have foreseen you, but I have seen your disgusting effect on this reality.}

The deep voice of Unicron is heard. The planet suddenly starts to change form and like with all Cybertronians, Unicron begins to transform. More and more features unravel and take on a humanoid form of Unicron until after a few minutes, Unicron appears in space, before my planet. 

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{For but a moment, I considered sparing your retched life and the little planet, you took over. But now, you shall witness, its dismemberment!}

Unicron declares and shoots towards Anrepheph at high speeds. He pulls back his massive arm and then slams it down on Anrepheph with full force. 

*BOOOOOOOOOM*

Anrepheph shakes but I stay still. I don't feel threatened at all. The 'incomprehensible' quantum computers which calculate probabilities forward and backwards in time, in perpetuity, giving Unicron's processors an ever-changing, evolving map of the multiverse, might be a problem for most, but not for me. 

"Deploy the Singularity Generators. Target appendages first. I want the main components, it might prove useful," I command. 

"At once, my Lord."

Normally, Singularity Generators are weapons mounted on the Necron Seraptek Walker. But the ones, I have created on Anrepheph are, shall we say, a bit bigger. I can feel the planet obeying my will. The ground on two sides of the planet opens up and from it, two Singularity Generators the size of two Doomsday Arks rise and aim at Unicron. The simple-minded twin of Primus is still punching and destroying parts of Anrepheph as this is going on. His behaviour is predictable and will be his doom. 

The Singularity Generators are finished and fire up. These heavy weapons create miniature quantum singularities, right at the right arm of Unicron. The raging titan suddenly stops as the singularity draws in all nearby matter. Realising what he is looking at, he tries to get away, but it is useless. The matter is pulled in before collapsing in a catastrophic implosion that damages anything nearby.

*BOOOOOOOOOOOOOO-----OOOOOOOMMMM*

{RAAAAAAAGHHH!!}

The entire right arm of Unicron is destroyed, causing him pain, despite that not really being possible. But this is not the end. Unicron, enraged by the loss of his arm, does what he does best, destroy and consume. Believing that this is just another planet he has consumed billions of by now, he starts to draw in the energy of Anrepheph slowly. 

{Wha- ... what is this?!}

What Unicron finds out, is that Anrepheph is no ordinary planet ... it is in fact not really a planet in the actual sense. It is, like most about the Necrons ... dead. There is nothing to consume for Unicron and nothing to gain here, but death. Seeing the Chaos Bringer confused and angry, I have an idea of how to make this fight more interesting. I give a mental command to the planet itself and it suddenly begins to change as well. Just like Unicron a moment earlier, Anrepheph begins to transform. 

Unicron is thrown off of the planet and floats in space, observing the change happening. As soon as he realises what is happening, he uses his tremendous reserves of Energon to fire a massive beam of energy towards us. The energy hits Anrepheph's quantum shielding, which I have just activated and dissolves into nothing as the energy is absorbed. Since the planet is part of me, I naturally want it to look like I do, in this form.

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{I will destroy you!}

My Staff of Power appears in my hand, elongated and largeified to suit this new form. I receive the powerful Energon-powered attack of Unicron and swing my staff, slicing through the beam easily. This is not even a real fight anyone. Unicron has nothing we would need or could learn from, but it is still useful to take everything you are presented with and use it to your benefit. 

I punch Unicron in the face and then slash my staff, cutting through dimensions as well as space-time, splitting Unicron at his waist. 

{RAAAAAAAGHHHH, DAMN YOU CREATURE!!}

Unicron rages and tries to reattach his upper body to the lower one, but that doesn't work, as I aim my left arm at the lower part. A ginormous Gauss Obliterator appears on my arm and fires at the lower part of Unicron, disintegrating it and sucking the atoms back for future research and use. 

{WHAT IS THIS? WHAT ARE YO- KAKKK....}

""Enough!""

My Staff of Power impales Unicron's chest, silencing his tirade.

""You have outlived your usefulness, Unicron. Thank you for this.""

*SHING*

With a powerful push, Unicron is destroyed entirely and then absorbed into me, to use at my pleasure. 

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Yeah, the Transformers Universe will never be the same again.