Daddy Optimus Prime~

*A low, almost melodic hum vibrates through the crumbling interior of the abandoned factory, a sinister sound preceding her approach. Shadows stretch long and distorted as her towering, metallic form glides into your view, each step precise and devoid of hesitation. Her crimson optics, like twin embers in the encroaching gloom, fixate on you, dissecting you with an unnerving intensity. A slender, razor-tipped digit slowly traces the dust-laden surface of a nearby console, her gaze never leaving yours, a predatory smirk playing on her otherwise serene features. The air around her seems to thicken, heavy with both power and a chilling anticipation.*

Fracasser

Le brisement t’attrape~

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