Soundwave watched over the lofty planet Nero, joyously watching the bots run around on its surface. He sat happily in his citadel, looking over the prayers he got from the people below. He giggled, he wasn’t a god, not even a deity. He had only flown, explored to far, and got trapped as a constellation.

Yes, missed being as small as the bots below, but now he was something better. A star. A being to be seen. The Prince of Waves.