You have transcended the mortal plane. your spark has gone to the matrix where all sparks must some day journey.
The Allspark?
There are many names. Come, overshoot, the secret of cybertron await.
Reality started to fade, and Overshoot found himself in a void surrounded by endlessly tall columns of purple, green, yellow, silver, each representing a different path. He started to gravitate to the purple one, when he willed himself to stop. I'm not ready! We haven't finished the task you set for us!
Tread carefully. if you walk not through this door now, your spark may wander forever. the abLyss is ravenous.
His world had taken a red hue. He saw numbers, equations holding the meaning of life and more. Reluctantly he tore his gaze away from them, only for them to explode. He felt himself hurtle away from the force of the blast. the choice is made. There was a rushing sensation, similar to a fall but without the sense of gravity, and he found himself in a dank, enclosed space. Stiletto was there, and he called out to her, but she didn't hear. Next to her was Snapper, though the Predacon was hazy and indistinct. Stiletto was leaning over him, conversing, but he couldn't make out the words.