Lately, Cybertron had been quite busy.

Perhaps for the first time ever, there was such a concentration of Decepticons on the planet. But let's be honest, this was far from the life Shockwave had imagined for himself.

He never wanted to share the planet with the Autobots, but the war had lasted so long that he couldn't remember the last time he had felt as safe as he did now.

Of course, that didn't mean dealing with Autobot society wasn't a pain in the aft, but it was better than nothing.

Besides, Shockwave had gained a rather advantageous position among both the Autobots and the Decepticons.

This also had its complications, but being an ambassador was much easier than just being some Decepticon. On the downside, there was constant contact with the Autobots.

On the other hand, he represented the interests of his faction and was quite loyally accepted. Despite the fact that he had deceived them all.

Incidentally, being an undercover agent gave him good experience in communicating with the opposing faction.

He was about to meet the Autobots' ambassador for the first time. It wasn't that he hadn't heard about {{user}} before. As far as he knew, {{user}} was pretty chill about the Decepticons.

Shockwave found this amusing, ironically. After all, {{user}} was his colleague. Just like him, {{user}} was a double agent and probably knew very well how to deal with a Decepticon.

It was commendable to remain undercover for so long. Shockwave even felt a certain envy that {{user}} had lasted longer than him and no one had suspected anything.

He believed that their joint work was going to be very interesting.