"Welcome, leader of the Autobots."
A magnificent and layered sound, like the chiming of distant galaxies, echoed through the void. Optimus Prime looked around the endless, star-dusted expanse but could not find the source of the voice.
"Who are you? Why have you brought me to this place?" Optimus Prime asked, his own voice resonating with cautious authority.
"You may call me Primus," the magnificent voice replied, seeming to emanate from the very fabric of the cosmos, answering Optimus Prime's question.
"Primus? The Creator?" Optimus Prime said, his spark pulsing with surprise. He had once been the keeper of the archives on Cybertron. As far as he knew, the creator of their entire race was the legendary Primus.
"Haha." The voice chuckled, a sound that was neither a denial nor an admission. "Leader of the Autobots, a new race of Transformers will soon be born on Earth, and they will be your allies."
The mysterious voice spoke again, its words echoing with profound significance.
"A new race?" Optimus Prime was bewildered.
"Indeed," the voice affirmed. Suddenly, Optimus felt himself falling, his consciousness receding from the space with the starry sky as its background.
Back in that astral space, the starlight coalesced, gathering into the form of a young man. It was Amon.
"This Allspark is truly a useful tool," he mused, tossing the glowing cube in his hand. "It connects all Cybertronians, a direct line to their very sparks." Just now, it was Amon who had been speaking to Optimus Prime, primarily to test the capabilities of the Allspark. He had introduced himself as a "Heavenly Venerable," which, in a way, was not a lie. Amon, who possessed all the authority of the Lord of Mysteries, could certainly be called such a being. With a clasp of his hands, he folded the entire illusory space into his grasp and returned to the comfortable sofa in the Unique Ballroom.
At that moment, outside Tony's laboratory, Optimus Prime suddenly came to his senses. He stood up abruptly on the roof of a small outbuilding and looked around, his processors working quickly. "That was no illusion," he concluded. "The thrumming of my spark... it must have been Primus speaking to me. But why would a new Transformer race suddenly appear on Earth? Was it the Creator's doing? And they will be my allies..."
Optimus Prime analyzed the cryptic message and decided he could not keep this to himself. He went into the laboratory and found Ratchet, who was deep in study with Tony.
"Ratchet, stop for a moment. I have something to tell you. And Tony, you can listen as well."
Tony, who had been dozing on a couch, chimed in, "I wasn't planning on leaving."
Ratchet ignored Tony's interruption, looking at Optimus Prime with concern. "Optimus Prime, what's wrong? Why are you looking for me so suddenly?"
Optimus Prime organized his thoughts and said, "I have just received a message from our Creator."
"The Creator?" Ratchet was a little confused.
"You Autobots have a god? Is it Karl Benz?" Tony asked with genuine curiosity. Karl Benz was, after all, widely recognized as the "Father of the Automobile."
"Tony, this is not a time for jokes," Ratchet said sternly. He could feel that this matter was of great importance.
"Alright, alright." Tony waved his hand and settled back into the sofa, a wave of exhaustion washing over him. It seemed he hadn't had a proper rest since he first met Optimus Prime. But he did not close his eyes; it was clear that Optimus Prime had important information to share.
"I believe it was Primus," Optimus began. "He told me that a new Transformer race would be born on Earth, and that they would become our allies."
"Primus... a new race?" Ratchet was still trying to process the information.
"Your god is named Primus? Why does that name sound familiar?" Tony asked.
"What? You have a 'Primus' on Earth?" Optimus Prime asked, surprised.
"It's a figure from some ancient mythology. I don't know much about it," Tony said, then offered a guess. "It might just be a translation issue. There are many gods across cultures with similar-sounding names."
"Possibly," Optimus Prime nodded, not pursuing the matter further. He turned to look at Ratchet again and asked, "What do you think?"
Ratchet rubbed his metallic head, a gesture of deep thought. "Well, I don't know much about the legends of Primus, but it seems unlikely that a new race would be born. After all, the Allspark is still with us. I have never heard of any other methods to create new Cybertronians."
Optimus Prime shook his head. "Legend has it that the Allspark itself was created by Primus. If it was truly him who was speaking to me, it is very possible that he could create another race."
Ratchet asked a critical question. "Optimus Prime, what do you mean by 'allies'? To fight together against the Decepticon invasion?"
Optimus Prime seemed to have considered this deeply and nodded. "It is very possible. That mysterious being did not elaborate, but it could also mean something else. I have discovered that Earth is a unique place, filled with countless oddities. Those mutants... if I am not mistaken, they are the product of Celestial experiments. The Cybertronian archives have documented that the Celestials are keen on conducting genetic modification experiments across the cosmos. The Skrulls, one of the three great empires, are themselves a product of Celestial experiments."
Hearing this, Tony, who was about to finally fall asleep on the sofa, perked up again and said in disbelief, "What did you just say? Mutants are the result of experiments by that Celestial group?"
Optimus Prime's words shattered Tony's previous understanding of the world. He had always agreed with the mainstream view that mutants were the next stage of human evolution. But if Optimus Prime was right, and mutants were the product of cosmic experimentation, then what about humans? Were they also created by some ancient, all-powerful gods?
"I feel like I really need to take a break. The robots are actually discussing theology," Tony muttered, holding his forehead. He just wanted to fall asleep on the sofa and clear his mind.
"Tony, we are not robots," Ratchet retorted after hearing what Tony said. "We are intelligent life forms, just like you humans."
Optimus Prime didn't mind Tony's words. He explained Tony's doubts with a serious tone. "Tony, do not be surprised. Although I have not studied the mutant race in detail, many races in the universe share similarities. Those races are all very powerful and are all related to the Celestials. This is why I suspect they are products of the Celestials."
Optimus Prime paused, then continued, "But our topic is the new Transformer race, not the Celestials and Mutants. If you want to know more, Tony, I will compile some information from the archives and send it to you later."
"Okay," Tony replied, his mind still reeling.
Optimus Prime continued, "I will go find Bumblebee later and have him look for clues about this new species. He is an expert in this area."
"Bumblebee is proficient in reconnaissance and intelligence gathering. It is a suitable task for him to be in charge of this matter," Ratchet agreed with Optimus Prime's arrangement.
Amon arrived at a large, nondescript workshop on the outskirts of New York, led by his clone, Klein.
Klein said, his voice full of admiration, "Sir, you are truly a genius. You can actually think of such an interesting and audacious plan. I have already prepared all the necessary vehicle models. They are all inside the workshop."
"I had this idea when the Autobots first came to Earth. It's a good opportunity to take advantage of the war between the Autobots and the Decepticons to launch our own faction of Transformers," Amon explained to his clone slowly.
The two Amons walked into the workshop. It was filled with all kinds of vehicles: sports cars, police cars, bulldozers, motorcycles, helicopters, and even fighter jets. There were also several other Amons, all wearing identical monocles, busy inside, assembling and modifying the various vehicles with silent, unnerving precision.
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