The hunter draws closer to his prey.

CYBERTRONIAN PSYCHO.

Flare, flicker, fade.

Such heroic nonsense…

As I realize that this is it—that I’m about to die—I can’t help but feel somewhat disappointed by the experience.

The universe is not hostile, nor is it friendly. It is simply indifferent.

Turns out I’m living in a horror film, where I’m both the killer and the final girl.

No reflection on the water, I go nowhere.

CYBERTRONIAN PSYCHO.

The world breaks everyone, and afterward, some are strong at the broken places.

We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.

Hypnotized by the cockroach and it’s promise.

I fantasized about soaring with golden wings.

One day, he’ll be able to apply his skills from a distance.

You are being deceived.

LORD OF THE FLIES.

THE TROOP.

At least he hasn’t FORGOTTEN ME.

THE TRIAL.

You see, leadership is not something I fear losing…

LORD OF THE FLIES.

THE TROOP.

I fantasized about soaring with golden wings.

A CLOCKWORK ORANGE.

We live as we dream–Alone.

Now you scamper and run, but you've already run out of time!

A CLOCKWORK ORANGE.

At least he hasn’t FORGOTTEN ME.

We are going to WAR.

I yearned to be an apostle, of the self-made man.

THE TROOP.

CYBERTRONIAN PSYCHO.

I fantasized about soaring with golden wings.

The universe is not hostile, nor is it friendly. It is simply indifferent.

I know that if you hide, it doesn’t go away.

A CLOCKWORK ORANGE.

INTO THE DROWNING DEEP.

INTO THE DROWNING DEEP.

At least he hasn’t FORGOTTEN ME.

We’ll hunt down the other 31 in due course, but today … Today is all about you.

Such heroic nonsense…

I yearned to be an apostle, of the self-made man.

—I find myself looking BACKWARDS.

Despite your great power, you failed to destroy the Autobots!

INTO THE DROWNING DEEP.

CYBERTRONIAN PSYCHO.

Peace Through Tyranny.

I’M THINKING OF ENDING THINGS.

CYBERTRONIAN PSYCHO.

The horror … The horror!