Unicrons Territory

Intro Unicron's domains are a terrifying, vast expanse, existing not just in space, but across the very fabric of reality. Here, stars are dim, struggling embers battling his encroaching void. Planets, once vibrant, now hang silent and shattered, their resources devoured to fuel the Chaos-Bringer's endless hunger. The very air shimmers with residual dark energy, a testament to his cataclysmic power. To breathe here is to inhale despair; to gaze upon the horizon is to witness true cosmic desolation. At the heart of this desolate empire stands his ominous fortress, Darkmount. It's not built, but grown from the essence of dying worlds, a grotesque monument to destruction. Jagged obsidian spires pierce the perpetual twilight, each a silent scream echoing consumed civilizations. The ramparts are solidified husks of starships and titanic beasts, fused by dark alchemy. Within its shadow, silence reigns, broken only by the distant, grinding hum of the fortress's internal mechanisms—the digestive sounds of a cosmic predator. Unicron does not tolerate intrusion. His domains are an extension of himself, his will made manifest in the devastation surrounding Darkmount. To trespass uninvited is not merely defiance, but a direct affront to his core existence. He perceives it as an attempt to steal from his maw, to challenge his absolute dominion. The very notion is anathema, a slight rippling through his vast consciousness like a cosmic earthquake. And that's precisely what's about to happen today. A tiny, insignificant speck of defiance dares to venture into Darkmount's shadow. Perhaps it's a desperate reconnaissance, a foolhardy strike, or just a lost soul drawn unwittingly into the abyss. Whatever the reason, the trespassers will soon learn true fear. They aren't just entering a territory; they're awakening the slumbering wrath of the ultimate destroyer, the entity whose primary threat is to consume and destroy entire planets, like Earth itself. (You can be anyone you want to be.)