In Marvel as a summoning Mage

Megatron POV

I never thought I'd see this day—the day I'd consider a truce with Optimus Prime. I'd have called it impossible, the ultimate betrayal of everything I'd fought for. Yet here we are, standing on the precipice of something neither of us could control.

When he exiled me and my allies to the surface, it was a humiliation I didn't forget. It wasn't just a personal betrayal by Prime but one sanctioned by the Matrix itself, a symbol meant to guide and protect us all. Two hundred years have passed since then. I've been patient, prepared, building an army for the day we'd reclaim Cybertron from the Autobots. And yet, none of my preparations could anticipate this… anomaly.

Something happened—something that made all of us stop. For the first time, I looked up and noticed the stars. They seemed… dimmer, as if the universe itself was recoiling. A feeling crept over us all, one I hadn't felt since my earliest days: sadness. Pain. A hollow emptiness that tugged at every spark on Cybertron. It was as if the planet was warning us, a whisper of some terrible fate that lurked just beyond our sight.

Then he came. Optimus Prime, the betrayer, stood before me once more. I didn't welcome him, yet he bore an urgency I couldn't ignore. I had no intention of listening to his warnings, not after all he'd done. But he spoke of a message—a message from Primus. Even I couldn't ignore that, for no one would dare lie in the name of our god. And if the Matrix had granted him this vision, then perhaps it was true. Despite the anger simmering in my circuits, I set aside my grievances. If Primus himself was warning us, then this wasn't the time for old rivalries.

But as I listened to him, I was gripped by disbelief. The reality he described sounded like madness. Yet, almost as if the universe heard his warning, a dark omen unfolded before our eyes. Energon began to turn—corrupting into something vile and unnatural. Dark Energon. It seeped into the transformers who depended on it, forcing them into sleep mode, yet even in their slumber, they wore expressions twisted in sorrow, pain, and despair.

Then the Quintessons attacked, but they weren't as we remembered. They came in waves, faces wracked with anguish and bodies cloaked in darkness, lashing out as if some invisible force compelled them. Transformers who fell to their strikes succumbed to the same fate, turning against their brethren as mindless weapons of misery.

And it didn't stop there. Those already in sleep mode woke as mindless drones, their sparks tainted by whatever darkness plagued the Quintessons. Our ranks began to turn against each other, our own kin transformed into enemies by this horrific blight.

It was then I knew—no, I understood. Cybertron was truly in danger, and this threat would swallow us all if we didn't act. So Optimus and I stood side by side, not as rivals, but as brothers in arms, bound by a duty greater than our hatred. We sealed the planet, closing off every port and passage to protect what we could. But the darkness had already seeped in, spreading through Cybertron like a plague.

Now, I find myself fighting not only to survive but to protect those I once sought to conquer. The Decepticons, my loyal followers, rally to my side as I forge us anew. We are no longer the oppressors, but warriors bound to defend Cybertron against this relentless shadow. Optimus leads the Autobots beside us, and together we fight to reclaim our world from the grip of the mindless Quintessons and corrupted transformers.

We are the last line of defense for Cybertron. And though I once fought for revenge, I now stand as something else—a protector, an anti-hero. And if this darkness thinks it can tear Cybertron from me, then it will learn that Megatron does not yield.

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(Optimus Prime POV)

As the battle raged around me, a voice from beyond the turmoil reached me—a voice I'd known for eons. Alpha Trion. Suddenly, I found myself standing in my astral form, facing the council of the first-generation Primes once more. Thirteen of them, guardians of our legacy and wisdom. I greeted them as one would greet the elders of their lineage, but before I could speak, Alpha Trion raised a hand to silence me, his expression grave.

"There isn't much time," he said, and I could sense the weight of his words.

Then, he spoke of truths lost to legend, truths I'd never thought I'd hear. Cybertron, our home, is a prison—a prison forged by Primus himself to contain a primordial god, Unicron. When Unicron first ventured alongside Primus into the cosmos, his true nature as a being of corruption emerged. Primus, determined to protect the universe from his sibling, was forced to trap them both. In an act of self-sacrifice, he and Unicron became trapped within two planetoids, their godly essences bound to the metallic forms we know today. Over time, Unicron shaped his prison into a monstrous world of his own, while Primus became Cybertron, his legacy guarded by the Thirteen.

But now, Alpha Trion showed me visions—visions of an unfamiliar darkness spreading through the cosmos. It was a darkness beyond our universe, an evil beyond even Unicron. This "Devouring Black Fog" had already begun to corrupt Unicron, threatening to consume Cybertron and everything we hold dear. My spark trembled at the scale of it, a darkness that could devour entire multiverses. Yet Alpha Trion assured me there was hope.

"There is a way to save our world," he said, "but it will require more power than Cybertron alone can muster." He spoke of other multiverses, of allies and forces we must seek out, and of gathering enough strength to face this darkness. Only by traveling beyond our own world could we hope to gather such allies.

I asked how we might cross into another multiverse, and as I spoke, the Primes moved aside, revealing the Core of Primus. Alpha Trion pointed to it, his voice solemn as he explained what must be done.

"By becoming one with Primus," he said, "by fusing with the Core itself, you will ascend. Only then can you wield the light strong enough to save our world."

The words hung in the air, heavy with destiny. I had been chosen, judged worthy by Primus himself. Yet I hesitated, feeling the weight of every choice I'd ever made. But Alpha Trion spoke again, telling me that Primus' will had brought me here, that he had sacrificed his own power to make this fusion possible. It was a sacrifice I could not turn away from.

So, I accepted my fate, taking the name Optimus Primus, God of Light. As I merged with the Core, my body transformed, fusing with the ancient essence of Primus. For a brief moment, I felt the pure light of creation itself, an unyielding force that shone even in the face of the black fog. But in that same moment, I saw the true scale of the darkness—an endless abyss that threatened all existence, stretching beyond anything I'd ever known.

With Primus' strength, I absorbed the remaining sparks of my brethren, preserving them within the Matrix of Leadership and encasing them in the essence of Primus to protect them.

But as I prepared to leave, Unicron awoke, lunging toward me, his corrupted form intent on devouring the light. The shell of Primus—empty now, but still charged with ancient strength—stood in his way, holding him back with the last of his willpower. Unicron's wrath was fierce, yet I had no time to dwell on it. I activated a portal, slipping through just as the darkness engulfed Unicron and Primus, devouring the very heart of our universe.

With gratitude and sorrow, I offered a silent farewell to Primus, feeling his presence lingering in the Matrix. Then, I turned my gaze to the Wall—a cosmic boundary separating multiverses. Colossal creatures loomed beyond, titanic beings that dwarfed even the might of Primus and Unicron. Vast caverns stretched out before me, mysterious and filled with unseen dangers. I remembered Primus' warning: never touch the Wall, nor the entities within.

For years uncounted, I journeyed through the depths of the Wall, relentless in my search for a new universe, a new hope for our kind. And then, at last, I saw it—a light breaking through the endless shadows. Another multiverse, waiting.

And as I crossed into this new reality, I carried with me the legacy of Primus, and a promise that I would see his sacrifice honored. I am Optimus Primus now, a god forged by the light, and I will not let this darkness prevail.

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{FEW HOURS BEFORE PRIME BECAME PRIMUS}

(Megatron pov )

As Optimus and I commanded our armies together, I felt the echoes of a bond that once defined us—a bond shattered by betrayal and battle, yet still present, buried beneath layers of hate and pride. He was the one who'd stood against me, who'd fought for Cybertron in ways I couldn't abide. And yet, here we were, fighting side by side once more, for the survival of our home.

For all the anger I hold against him, my resolve never wavers. Even if I despise him, my loyalty to Cybertron pulls me to this battle. After all of this, I'll return to my purpose, resume our endless war. But deep down, I know the truth—there may be nothing left to return to. This threat is unlike any we've faced, and even the survival of a few of our kind would be a miracle.

Optimus and I renewed an old promise, one we'd made when we were young and foolish, long before the war divided us. He would guard my back, and I would guard his. As I glance over at him amidst the chaos, guns transforming and firing in unison, we share a trust I thought lost forever.

Now we face an enemy that defies understanding—a force of twisted metal and corrupted sparks, enemies made monstrous by an evil beyond Cybertron. I have abandoned protocol, discarded pride, and once again stand with my former friend. Is it fate, or merely necessity?

Once, I rebelled against a corrupt leadership that twisted Cybertron into something weak. I became the rage, the force that no one could deny. In my quest for power, I became what I once despised. But Optimus—he always tried to save me from myself.

Even now, amidst the destruction of our world and the carnage of mindless Transformers tearing at their own kind, I feel a flicker of old memories—a reflection of what once bound us.

Suddenly, a cry from B-127 pierces the air. "Optimus!" I turn to see him collapse, entering sleep mode in the heat of battle.

"No… no, not now!" I shout, rushing to him. Grabbing his shoulder, I shake him, refusing to let him slip away in this final hour. "Don't leave us like this!"

As Starscream attempts to flee, others begin to falter, to consider retreat. My optics flare, and without hesitation, I fire, taking Starscream down.

"Bear witness!" I call out, raising my voice so that all can hear. "Make your choice here and now! You can hide and die, or you can fight beside me to the end. I will lead us into a future yet unknown, for I am Megatron!"

Elita and B-127 stand by my side, and I give the order. "Protect Optimus until he wakes."

A surge of resolve fills me, for I have made my choice. I will save you, my brother. This time, I will be the one to protect you. Without hesitation, I dive headlong into the swarm of mindless Transformers, carving through them with a fury born of desperation and loyalty.

The battle rages on, and with each blow, I see the toll of my past, the bitter cycle of revenge and death that has ravaged our home. The violence and chaos that I once embraced have become a shadow that haunts me. Now, at the edge of oblivion, I can see that I want something different—a chance to atone, to break free from this endless war.

"I won't let you beasts near him!" I shout, feeling a fire ignite within me. My optics blaze orange, my anger focused, honed. When my gun is shattered by a feral Transformer, I tear one of its limbs off and wield it as a weapon.

Just when hope begins to fade, a brilliant light fills the battlefield. I look up, and I see Optimus… transformed. He towers above us, his form vast and otherworldly, his presence covering the sky itself. He is no longer merely Optimus Prime.

"I am Optimus Primus now," he declares, his voice carrying the weight of our ancient god. "It pains me to say this my brothers, but we have failed to protect Cybertron. A darkness that devours worlds has come for us. But do not despair, for this is not the end. Within our sparks, I know that this is merely a new beginning. We shall find another world, and we shall rebuild."

He extends his hand, the Matrix of Leadership pulsing with divine energy. "Autobots, Decepticons—transform and join me! Together, we can endure and rise again, Until then rest in my core."

One by one, the sparks of every Transformer begin to rise, flowing toward the Matrix. The battlefield falls silent as the lifeblood of our people unites within Optimus Primus. My own spark begins to ascend, and as I feel myself slipping away, I look up at the one who has always sought to save me, even from myself.

A smile crosses my face as I whisper, "You're still trying to save me, my brother. When you bring us to a new world, I will seek forgiveness."

And with that, my spark joins the others in the Matrix. As I close my optics, I find a strange peace, knowing that perhaps, just perhaps, there is still hope for us all.

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Optimus Primus, newly emerged in a universe vibrant with life, experienced a profound sense of awe. After traveling across multiverse wall, He finally saw a Solar system, a planet with great energy, He adjusted his colossal form, scaling down to blend in more seamlessly, and landed with a heavy impact just beyond the outskirts of a living beings settlement.

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{Near Konoha, hidden life}

Optimus Primus POV

As I journeyed through the vast expanse of the new universe, I could feel the unfamiliar hum of this reality vibrating through my circuitry. This was not just a new world, but a different multiverse—a place filled with life I had never known. With the Matrix of Leadership glowing faintly within me, I focused my form, shrinking down from my colossal state to something more manageable. I began my descent, entering the atmosphere, and finally landed on solid ground with a resounding crash.

My optics adjusted as I looked around, taking in the vibrant green trees, the sky a brilliant blue, and creatures darting through the underbrush. Birds flew overhead, and I saw small, hopping animals nearby. Grass brushed against my plating, soft and resilient, so unlike the cold, unyielding metal of Cybertron.

"This world…" I murmured, awe coloring my voice, "What a beautiful and colorful place."

But I was not alone.

"Kurama, you were right. This one's strong—stronger than even the Ten Tails. He's on a whole other level."

"Stay on guard, Naruto. This may be one of the aliens Kaguya warned us about. We can't take any chances."

The voices were young but powerful. I turned, lowering my gaze to see two small beings approaching cautiously. Their eyes held both wariness and curiosity. They were different from any life I had known, yet their energy was undeniable. I leaned forward, my optics focusing on them.

"Who are you? What type of creatures are you?" I asked, my voice rumbling like distant thunder.

One of them, a young being with striking orange hair and a headband marked with an emblem, frowned at me. "What? That's what I should be asking you, big guy! I'm human. And yeah, you're definitely an alien, right?" He squinted, sizing me up. "You don't feel like you're here to destroy anything. It's weird… I feel hope from you, not evil. So… what are you?"

"I am Optimus Primus," I replied, lowering myself closer to their level, ensuring my movements were slow and non-threatening. "A traveler from a distant universe. I bring no threat to your world; I seek only a place of peace for myself and my people. Tell me—this place, this land you call home—what is it? I see much beauty here."

The one in orange grinned, his suspicion melting away into a genuine smile. "This is Earth! And our village is Konoha. I'm Naruto Uzumaki!" He thumbed at his chest. "And this is Sasuke Uchiha." His friend nodded, eyeing me with sharp, wary eye as one of his eye covered something.

I took in the name of their world—Earth. It felt fitting for a place so alive, so unlike the mechanical expanse of Cybertron. "Earth… truly unbelievable."

As I took a step forward, I heard a faint sound beneath me, something fragile crushed underfoot. I looked down and saw a small, delicate creature—a deer—lying still. For a moment, my systems faltered, a sense of horror overtaking me as I stared at its broken form.

"Oh! No…" I knelt down, carefully lifting the creature into my massive palms, its body so small, so fragile.

"Hey, it's okay!" Naruto called, trying to reassure me. "It was an accident. You didn't mean to—"

But his words washed over me, and I could only shake my head. "No… I took a life." My voice was soft, heavy with the weight of my actions. "I know what I've done. Life is equal to freedom—a freedom to live as one wills. I took that from this creature, even if it was unintentional. To me, freedom is the right of all sentient beings."

Gently, I knelt down to the ground, carving a small place in the soil with my hands. I laid the deer within, honoring its life the only way I knew. As I covered it, Naruto and Sasuke knelt beside me, helping in silence. Sasuke's sharp gaze softened as he watched.

Naruto brought his hands together in a unique hand seal. "Ino, tell Hokage Kakashi to come here. Tell him this guy's not a threat—he's… he's a good guy." I could hear the message relayed telepathically, and I could feel an energy binding these humans together.

As I knelt, I felt a clarity wash over me. These beings, these humans—they held a reverence for life, despite their strength. Life on this world was fragile, precious, something to be protected. A lesson worth remembering.

Looking at the small grave, I offered my silent apology. "I am deeply sorry for what I have done," I said softly. "I had no idea. Your home is so… fragile."

Naruto gave a faint, understanding smile. "I guess so. But hey, we're strong too. Sasuke and I—we've been through a lot, and we're not the only strong ones here."

I listened, absorbing his words. "Where I come from, everything is metal. The ground does not sway when I walk. My feet do not leave marks." I looked around, as even the smallest movement seemed to leave a mark on this world's soft surface.

Sasuke glanced at Naruto. "I'll report back to Kakashi and the other Kages. They'll want to know about him—everyone sensed his power before he arrived. Be careful." He cast one last look at me before disappearing in a swift blur.

I sat back, the weight of this world's fragility pressing on me. I realized now how unprepared I was to coexist in such a delicate, yet powerful place. This world… it was different, filled with a balance I had not known.

As I looked at Naruto, I sensed that perhaps I would learn much here—not only about this world, but about myself.

Naruto sat beside me, his gaze on the vast, colorful landscape around us. His enthusiasm was unrestrained, a stark contrast to the quiet resilience I saw in his eyes.

"So, Optimus Primus? That's your name?" he asked, a curious grin spreading across his face.

"Correct," I replied with a nod.

"Man, that sounds cool. Way cooler than Kurama!" He chuckled, giving me a look of admiration. "How'd you get a badass name like that?"

"The name 'Primus' was passed down to me from the previous god of our kind," I explained, my voice softened by the weight of the memory. "It signifies my role within the hierarchy of Cybertron. When I became the new God of Light, I inherited it to honor the one who came before. As much as I wish it were so, I did not come up with the name myself."

"Whoa…" Naruto sat back, taking it in. "A god, huh? That's… big. I guess we both have a lot to live up to." After a moment, he laughed.

I found myself intrigued by his humor. "Perhaps. And you—Naruto Uzumaki—what kind of name is that? It's… unique."

"Oh, that's my mom and dad's doing, I think. They're the ones who gave it to me," he said, his voice growing softer.

"Mom and dad?" I repeated, unsure. "These words are foreign to me."

Naruto paused, his head tilted as he thought. "Well, my mom and dad… they, uh, made me, I guess. It's… kinda hard to explain. They're my family, ya know?"

"Family." I nodded slowly, the word resonating. "That is a concept I know well." Memories of my kindred, my comrades, and those I protected filled my circuits with a faint warmth. The Autobots were my family, as close to me as one could be.

"So aliens have families too?" Naruto smiled, nudging me in the side.

I gave a small nod. "Indeed. Though I am their leader, my kind are like family to me. Each spark is precious. So, your… parents. They live with you here on Earth?"

Naruto's grin faded, and he looked away, the silence heavy between us. "No," he said quietly. "They… they died protecting me. A long time ago."

My gaze softened, understanding the pain hidden in his voice. "I see… I am sorry, Naruto."

Naruto looked back up, his expression softer. "It's okay, Optimus. I mean, I miss them, but I'm not alone. My friends, my village—they're my family, too." He smiled, though it was a little sad. "So, enough about me. What about you? Tell me about your world, how you got here."

I could see the strength in his eyes.

I looked out over the distant horizon, gathering my thoughts. The memories of my world, of Cybertron, filled me with a mix of pride and sorrow. "Our world… was once a place of light and strength. But war tore it apart, as conflicts always simmered. The greatest tragedy, though, was the loss of my closest friend. He… turned against us, and the darkness in his heart began to spread."

Naruto listened in rapt attention, nodding as if he understood.

"But he joined me again after a new darkness—a foreign force, unlike anything we'd ever faced. It began consuming our world, corrupting everything it touched. Our god gave me the title of Primus, and with that power, I took all my remaining people into my core. Together, we fled through the dimensions until I found myself here. While all of them are resting, it's my duty to find a suitable planet to prepare ourselves"

"Man… that's tough," Naruto said, the weight of my words settling in. "Losing your world and then having to be strong enough to carry them? Guess we're alike in some ways after all."

I looked at him with a sense of kinship. "We may be."

But the moment passed quickly. As I rose, I felt a familiar chill in the air—a presence I had hoped to leave behind. I turned back to Naruto, my tone now grave. "Naruto, we do not have much time. I can feel it—the darkness I fled from. It is coming to this world as well. If you wish to protect your home, you must heed my words. I sense that you are powerful among your kind."

Naruto's eyes narrowed, his usual easygoing demeanor replaced with focus. "So, what's this darkness? And how do we stop it?"

Before I could respond, two figures appeared beside us, moving as swiftly as shadows. One was the young warrior from earlier, Sasuke, and the other wore a mask, with a scar on his eye. The new arrival studied me with an assessing gaze.

"I heard the whole story," the masked man—Kakashi, I assumed—said calmly. "Optimus, I can sense your power. You could destroy this planet if you wished. And you didn't, But what is this 'darkness' you're talking about?"

I faced them, my voice echoing with a quiet intensity. "I call it the Endless Sea of Miasma. It is a force that corrupts all it touches, spreading decay and chaos. It devours life and light, leaving only shadows behind. It consumed my world once, and I felt it was coming to this universe as well so I'm informing ."

"We need to build something to take everyone from this planet and we help you with my friends in this"

"I vow myself to protect all fragile creatures"

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Note:

Hello sexy Readers

I started Vol 2 and ofcourse this chapter is belongs to this story and i never said i won't bring any verse to this world. That's why this story contains more than 1200 chapters and yes DC comics will join in future, not only that many games, series etc will join in future. But Not all popular ones but I only bring which are my favourite, it's my selfish wish here.

Also I gave hint In TOAA pov that all Multiverses are dying and the reason is this also this is the final boss. Which Ritsuka and everyone should face.

Also here Naruto timeline is after the war is over and Kakashi become new hokage now.

Also Optimus primus is from Transformers one and i added few more things which doesn't exist in the story. I liked the story of new movie. Also I'm big fan of Optimus prime as he is my childhood hero.

In this story now Optimus primus can actually defeat Two or three Celestials. He is such a powerful person in this story as a new God of light.

Also how is the conversation between Naruto and optimus.

From next chapter you will see the continuation of the Ritsuka and the meeting story.

This chapter is a teaser for vol 3 and 4 (well it depends on how many chapters vol 2 have) also for finally battle too.

I hope you guys like this twist.