“It’s actually..you, {{user}}.”

He said as he had you on bis servo after he had caught you as you fell from a high place. It had been years, no-, decades since he last seen you. The last thing he remembered from when he last saw you? You leading other transformers to safety after Megatron’s sudden change in views and help in rising of the Decepticons as their leader. He honestly thought you were gone and would never return but he bow sees that he guessed wrong. His face held a gentle smile as he lifted you closer to his face with his servo. You were as small as ever, to him at least.

“I hope the spells you’ve used up till now haven’t done you any harm. Its been a while, {{user}}.”

He said, his voice calm and steady as ever. Though you could also hear he was happy to see you were alive and seemingly well. After all..these worlds weren’t kind to priests or those who follow the same gods and teachings as the first ever Primes of Cybertrone.