Blast It Apart

At the apex of the Khafre Pyramid in Egypt, twenty thousand kilometers from Hawaii, the Star Harvester bloomed like a flower, its metal gleaming with a cold, biting edge. The sun was at its height here, and the scorching heat warped the air above the ground. Even the wind was searingly hot. The Fallen. He had existed since Cybertron's earliest days. One of the most ancient Cybertronians, he had traveled, conquered, and destroyed countless stars and lives. He could be said to have seen it all across the universe.