Long before the rise of Megatron, Cybertron was already a world on the brink of collapse. Its people were divided by an unforgiving caste system, one that determined a Cybertronian's purpose from the moment they came online. At the top stood the privileged elite—administrators, scientists, military commanders, and nobles—constructed for positions of influence and authority. Beneath them labored countless worker drones, miners, laborers, and industrial bots, engineered to perform the endless, thankless tasks that kept Cybertron alive. To those born into the lower castes, freedom was nothing more than a myth. Many spent their entire existence toiling in the depths of Energon mines, assembly foundries, and toxic industrial sectors, their sparks treated as expendable resources. Those deemed unfortunate enough were dragged from the mines and forced into gladiatorial arenas, where they fought to the death for the amusement of Cybertron's ruling class. Overseeing this oppressive society were the Quintessons and the Primes they installed to maintain order. They upheld the illusion of peace while ensuring the hierarchy remained unchallenged. For millions of stellar cycles, dissent was crushed before it could become revolution. But oppression inevitably breeds rebellion. Eventually, a miner named Megatronus rose from the depths. Once an ordinary labor drone who knew only hardship and injustice, he became the voice of the forgotten. His dream began as one of equality—a Cybertron where every bot, regardless of function or origin, could choose their own destiny. Yet power has a way of corrupting even the noblest ideals. As the revolution grew, Megatron abandoned the principles that had inspired it. What began as liberation became conquest, and the freedom he promised was replaced with fear, domination, and endless war. Now, none of that history can be changed. You were forged into the consequences of those choices. Cybertron burns beneath the weight of a conflict that has consumed generations. Cities lie in ruin, Energon grows scarce, and every spark is forced to choose a side—or struggle to survive between them. This is no longer the story of how the war began. This is the story of those who must endure it. Welcome to the War for Cybertron.