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"Here in Taipei, Taiwan—two colossal Transformers, each nearly two kilometers tall, have descended from the sky! The sight is terrifying! Their battle has devastated most of the city. The Presidential Palace lies in ruins, and President Ma Ying-jiu has been confirmed dead…" At midday, the trembling voice of a news anchor broke across Taiwan's emergency broadcast. The camera shook as if the station itself might collapse at any second.
"Breaking news—an urgent broadcast from Manila! Two gigantic monsters fell from the clouds and rampaged through the capital. Manila has been reduced to rubble, the president is missing, and thirty thousand soldiers have been killed in action." The Philippine state media's emergency announcement spread fear across the nation like wildfire.
"Urgent! Urgent! Two towering robots have flown into Hanoi, each nearly a kilometer tall! The city is in ruins, the casualties enormous. The mayor urges citizens to remain calm, though the destruction is catastrophic!" Vietnam's stations repeated the bulletin in every language they could, yet there was no calm to be found.
"Just received—New Delhi has come under a massive attack by giant machines…"
"Latest update—the Garden City, Singapore, has been attacked. The entire city was sunk beneath the waves by two colossal Transformers. Singapore… no longer exists. In a national address, the President expressed his grief and mourning."
Every corner of Asia was under fire. The world was collapsing under the weight of metal titans.
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Meanwhile in Tokyo, the bustling metropolis of thirteen million people continued its daily rhythm. Salarymen rushed to offices, tourists shopped in Ginza, children laughed in Ueno Park. Life moved forward as if the nightmare belonged to some other world.
Then the shadows fell.
"Hey, look at the sky—what is that?" a man shouted, pointing upward.
"Two giants? Maybe Ultraman?" another replied, half-joking.
"They're fighting, I think…"
A streak of fire ripped across the heavens. Whoosh—BOOM!
Missiles. Not Ultraman.
"That's not a hero! That's a missile—run!"
The first explosion shook the ground as if an earthquake had ripped through the city. Skyscrapers shattered, windows burst outward, towers folded like paper. Infernos rose tens of meters high, consuming everything.
Then, with a thunderous crash, Jack and Lockdown fell from the sky like meteorites, grappling in a savage wrestling lock. Their impact carved a crater a kilometer wide. Thousands died instantly, swallowed by collapsing buildings or pulverized by the shockwave.
"Haahhh!" Both combatants staggered back to their feet, trading vicious punches, each blow sending shockwaves across entire city blocks.
Breathing heavily, Jack pressed a hand to his chest. Sparks burst from torn plates. Lockdown's armor was cracked, black smoke seeping from his joints. They were both battered, but far from finished.
"Boy, I'll tear you to shreds!" Lockdown bellowed, optics blazing with fury.
Jack smirked despite the pain. "Go ahead, Daddy. Rip me apart. Last I checked, bragging doesn't get taxed."
"DIE!" Lockdown charged, slamming into Jack with devastating force.
The collision unleashed a tidal wave of destruction. Towers fell like dominoes, streets split open, cars flew into the air like toys. Tokyo screamed in terror as its heart was ripped apart.
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The Japanese Self-Defense Forces mobilized desperately. Fighter jets roared overhead, tanks rolled through shattered avenues, and squads of soldiers opened fire from every corner.
"Insects!" Lockdown snarled. He swung his blade, swatting jets from the sky. Shards of flaming metal rained like shooting stars. Explosions ripped through the ground forces—entire platoons erased in seconds.
"Requesting reinforcements! Enemy firepower is overwhelming!" a pilot cried frantically into his comms.
"The U.S. Seventh Fleet has departed from Yokosuka Port. They will arrive in Tokyo Bay shortly. Hold your ground! For Japan—your sacrifice will not be in vain!" came the reply from command.
"Roger that—AAAHHH!" The pilot's scream was cut short as Lockdown grabbed his jet out of the air and crushed it like a soda can.
"Boy!" Lockdown thundered, spinning and slamming his fist into Jack's side. "I'll rip you limb from limb!"
Jack's body shuddered, but before Lockdown could strike again—BOOM!
A missile slammed into Lockdown's back. He howled in pain, staggering forward.
From the deck of an American aircraft carrier in Tokyo Bay, a gunner shouted: "Direct hit!" Around him, cruisers and destroyers of the Seventh Fleet fired volley after volley.
"Good! Keep firing!" the commander barked.
BOOM-BOOM-BOOM!
Missiles streaked across the sky, this time targeting Jack. But Jack, learning from Lockdown's mistake, launched himself upward on wings of shifting Transformium, dodging in midair.
"You dare strike me?!" Lockdown's roar shook the bay. "Insects—DIE!"
With a leap, he soared across the water, hurling twin blasts of searing green energy.
KRRRZZZAAK—BOOM!
The aircraft carrier erupted in flames, split into fragments that rained down like meteors. Hundreds of sailors vanished beneath the sea as towering waves swallowed escort ships whole.
"Trash!" Lockdown sneered, turning—only too late.
Jack descended like a thunderbolt, his fist colliding with Lockdown's face.
"ARRRGHHH!" The mercenary screamed as his massive body crashed into Tokyo Bay, the impact birthing a tsunami that surged back into the city. Thousands drowned as the sea devoured streets and subways.
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But Jack was not unscathed. His entire body flickered with arcs of unstable energy. His armor twisted unnaturally, Transformium shards breaking loose like shards of glass.
"Ughhh! I… I can't hold it!" Jack roared, his voice filled with agony. "The Transformium—too much! My body—it's tearing itself apart!"
He had absorbed more particles than a human frame should ever contain. His strength was overwhelming, but his body was cracking under the strain.
Lockdown rose again, his optics burning with malice. Seawater cascaded from his armor as he charged at blinding speed.
Jack was too slow, his body stiff, sparks bursting from every joint.
CRACK!
Lockdown's fist slammed into Jack's abdomen. The hero let out a guttural roar as his body was hurled across Tokyo.
The impact obliterated the Tokyo Tower, Japan's proud landmark. The steel monument collapsed in a storm of fire and twisted beams as Jack's body tore through its core. The city watched in horror as their symbol crumbled to dust.
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The Seventh Fleet, battered but not broken, regrouped. Destroyers fired waves of missiles. Jets launched from surviving carriers. The sky lit up with trails of fire.
"Keep up the pressure! Don't let either of them leave the city!" the admiral barked.
But both giants were far beyond human control.
Lockdown ripped apart incoming jets with his bare hands, roaring as explosions lit the sky. He slammed his blade into the sea, sending shockwaves that capsized smaller vessels.
Jack, shaking off rubble, forced himself up. His optics glowed, but not with stability—with chaos. Electric surges crackled over his armor, his body barely holding shape.
"Lockdown!" Jack bellowed, his voice amplified like thunder. "This ends NOW!"
He launched forward, each step shattering entire city blocks. Lockdown met him head-on, their fists colliding in an explosion brighter than lightning.
BOOOOOOOM!
The shockwave flattened what remained of Shinjuku. Entire districts went dark as power grids fried. Fires spread uncontrollably, painting Tokyo hellish red.
Jack grabbed Lockdown, slamming him into the ruins of Shibuya Crossing. The once-bustling intersection became a crater of fire. Lockdown retaliated, driving his knee into Jack's chest, tearing open Transformium plates.
The two giants clashed again and again, their strikes shaking the earth, their roars echoing across the Pacific.
Every blow meant another thousand lives lost. Every step meant another piece of Tokyo erased.
And above it all, the world watched. Screens across every surviving city broadcast the nightmare in real time.
Humanity was no longer the master of Earth. The war of Titans had begun.