Perhaps you're right, Megatron. Maybe paths do need to be destroyed, and I can think of one right now. Yours.

[He steps closer. This was Megatron, and if that held true, then he knew what he was up against. He knew his enemy no matter what universe he hailed from. In the end, they all shared the same sky.]

Stop going down it. Follow in my world's Megatron's footsteps, and stop the war. End it, become an Autobot, and see the true nature of what you had always meant to be--someone who wanted freedom for his people.

[He couldn't guarantee those were Megatron's motives, but bluffing never hurt anyone.

At the question, though, he stops.]

I did.