[center][b]- Lost Worlds Space, Planet Halcyon -
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To all those within and around the Saint-Germain Castle, Omega Supreme would be one of the largest landmarks around. Unfortunately for him, his massive size made it difficult for him to be within the field of preferable temperature that cloaked the facilities. So with snow and ice slowly attempting to build up on his exterior, Omega did what he did best: Endure.

No Anti-Spiral threats had made themselves evident so far, and despite his objective to destroy them, he could not afford to waste energy on a futile mission. He had tried to take them head on, only to find his strike team annihilated. He was forced to ally with this Lost Worlds Alliance, to receive the much needed support he lacked. He was a warship, he required a large amount of Energon to keep him moving, especially in combat situations. It was the sheer amount of energy required that allowed him to endure colds that many others of his kind could not. By simply directing the heat generated from simply standing, he could keep his vital systems free from the cold temperatures of the frozen defense outpost he found himself currently guarding.

Once more, he found himself missing Cybertron. It felt wrong not being on his home world, and seeing to its defense as he was programmed. It didn't help that the defense outpost had a copious amount of ice surrounding it. Any form of water was strange to the Cybertronian, as the organic compound was extremely rare in their area of the galaxy. But he had to admit, it's crystalline nature was beautiful in it's own right. It reminded him of the famous Crystal city, of which had had grown a strong liking.