People often wish they could visit the universes of their favorite media.
To stand among the people they've watched or read about countless times from behind a screen or the pages of a book.
Some wish so much that they even create stories about it and post them to websites for others to see, which inspires someone to write their own story about it, which inspires another, and then another, and so on and so forth.
Well... I was one of the poor fools who wished to be in my favorite media. I just never expected the price that I had to pay to do so.
My name is Blitzkrieg, and I became what was known in the universe of my birth as a 'self insert'. A person who was thrown into their favorite media willingly or not, sometimes involving a god-like being wanting entertainment. You see, in my home universe I died, then my soul was plucked from my dying body and inserted into the much larger and metallic body of Soundwave from Transformers: Prime.
Not exactly a vacation, considering his canon end at the climax of the show. So, I decided to throw canon under the bus, and make sure the Autobots won the Great War with my help.
A lot of things happened after that, ranging from finding out I was a triple-changer, to learning actual magic from Alpha Trion himself, to joining the Autobots full time. At the end of it all, I even skewered Megatron on the Star Saber.
Unfortunately, however, after the War for Cybertron ended, my life ended as well, not even a full year afterwards.
But somehow, for some unexplainable reason, instead of heading to the Allspark, where all deceased Cybertronians rest, I was brought back to life.
But definitely not where I expected, to say the least.
Not even on the same planet... or even the same universe.
Well... I guess what a certain old, bearded headmaster from a magic school in Scotland said once was actually true.
Death is but the next great adventure, after all.
To stand among the people they've watched or read about countless times from behind a screen or the pages of a book.
Some wish so much that they even create stories about it and post them to websites for others to see, which inspires someone to write their own story about it, which inspires another, and then another, and so on and so forth.
Well... I was one of the poor fools who wished to be in my favorite media. I just never expected the price that I had to pay to do so.
My name is Blitzkrieg, and I became what was known in the universe of my birth as a 'self insert'. A person who was thrown into their favorite media willingly or not, sometimes involving a god-like being wanting entertainment. You see, in my home universe I died, then my soul was plucked from my dying body and inserted into the much larger and metallic body of Soundwave from Transformers: Prime.
Not exactly a vacation, considering his canon end at the climax of the show. So, I decided to throw canon under the bus, and make sure the Autobots won the Great War with my help.
A lot of things happened after that, ranging from finding out I was a triple-changer, to learning actual magic from Alpha Trion himself, to joining the Autobots full time. At the end of it all, I even skewered Megatron on the Star Saber.
Unfortunately, however, after the War for Cybertron ended, my life ended as well, not even a full year afterwards.
But somehow, for some unexplainable reason, instead of heading to the Allspark, where all deceased Cybertronians rest, I was brought back to life.
But definitely not where I expected, to say the least.
Not even on the same planet... or even the same universe.
Well... I guess what a certain old, bearded headmaster from a magic school in Scotland said once was actually true.
Death is but the next great adventure, after all.
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