[Transformers] Save Cybertron by Learning Law: An RPG

"You didn't even equip a weapon. Are you planning to talk the Decepticons to death?"

Vincent transformed the speaker on his shoulder and smiled faintly. "Yes. After all, Prowl once talked a Decepticon into suicide just by reciting the Tyrest Accord."

Someone muttered under their breath, "Tch, here comes Prowl Two."

"It might look that way, but it isn't. I actually wish he were more like Prowl."

Vincent gave a lecture in the main hall of the Searchlight, titled "A Study of Multiplanetary Regional Collaborative Legislation: The Case of Planet XX."

Ultra Magnus gave it a like and decided to get everyone aboard involved.

Rodimus draped an arm over Drift's shoulder and whispered beside his audio receiver. In fact, every bot nearby heard him. "Who let this guy on board?"

The protagonist's Chinese name lacks a certain gravitas, so he never introduces himself by it.

He introduces himself by his English name: I'm Vincent.

Vincent's family before he transmigrated could fill an essay titled "My Senior Partner Mother and My Professor Father." He had as easy a time manipulating academic resources as breathing.

Moot court arbitration contests, top-tier journals, SCI papers; the college promoted him relentlessly as an outstanding student, while younger students treated him as a model of success and humbly begged him to take them under his wing.

Only he knew that he was a pretty face with no respect for justice and no faith in the law.

But so what?

If all had gone smoothly, he would probably have become a high-powered legal shark, then stood by the window of some law firm's office tower, gazing down at the city lights and sighing, "Young people these days just don't work hard..."

But one day, he died after tripping on the library's ninety-fifth step.

After death, he opened his eyes. Was this heaven? Or hell?

The System answered: No. This is Cybertron.

He had become a Transformer, and he'd have to uphold justice a thousand times before he could return to his original world and resume his easy-mode life as a rich second-generation heir.

Vincent threw himself into the struggle through tears. Fortunately, the System had also given him a golden finger. Without it, he wouldn't have survived a second in this other world.

But this golden finger was way too chuuni!

If this world lacks order, then I will bring order. If justice is being strangled, then I will speak up for it.

[Reader's guide]

The author hasn't finished reading the comics yet, so please forgive any errors or OOC moments in the blurb. I'll revise it once I've finished. Prowl really did talk a Decepticon to death, if I remember correctly.

Based on the original works: Primarily Transformers IDW, with elements from G1, TFP, CBV, and others, plus a little Ace Attorney and lots of CRPG elements.

It's a lighthearted story, but a little more serious in tone than my previous character-driven story. I'll start posting the complete work once I've finished the IDW comics and am still in a decent state of mind.

Warnings:

1. The protagonist's golden finger is based on rules. I've wanted to write this kind of story for years, but I still haven't dared to start. Never mind, done is better than perfect!

[Readers, especially law students, may be thrown off by the protagonist's golden finger.] Sorry, but the author has needs too.jpg. Please don't yell at me.

2. The protagonist is a polished, self-interested rich second-generation type, but he'll change and grow later.

I haven't figured it all out yet. For now, I'm just digging a hole here. If I manage to write it, I'll start another story in this genre.

Blurb dated 2025.4.27.

Theme: The idea that society is founded on law is a legal scholar's fantasy.