"The day has finally come!"
Standing silently in the plaza outside New Iacon City Hall, Sentinel Prime gazed toward the soaring pillar of light in the city's southwest corner and murmured to himself.
He could no longer remember how long ago this plan had first been conceived.
Perhaps only a few centuries had passed. Perhaps it had already been tens of thousands of years. Or perhaps it had been born even earlier.
The first time Sentinel Prime learned of a planet called Earth had been during the era of the Elder Council.
At the time, he had merely been a Prime stripped of power by the nobles and the Elder Council. He only vaguely remembered someone mentioning, during one of the council meetings where he had served as little more than decoration, that a Pathfinder had discovered a small planet in a remote corner of the Milky Way that had given birth to carbon-based life.
They had named it—Azure.
Because most of Earth's surface was covered by oceans.
Over the millions of years that followed, Cybertron's history had been turbulent and magnificent.
Sentinel Prime had secretly funded a revolution, overthrowing the nobles and the Elder Council through rebellion and becoming a true emperor with absolute power in his hands.
Yet before he had even warmed the throne of power, Megatron—whom he had personally cultivated into Cybertron's military commander—dealt him a fatal blow.
Megatron had won over a large number of the nobles they had once defeated, then coerced nearly the entire military into forming a faction known as the Decepticons.
Civil war followed. The flames of war ignited across Cybertron and quickly spread to all of their extraterrestrial colonies.
The endless civil war, which dragged on for millions of years, ultimately exhausted both the Autobots and the Decepticons.
As the