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<strings><MuteDefaultOn>false</MuteDefaultOn><SubtitlesDefaultOn>false</SubtitlesDefaultOn><text id="TEXT_PLAY_START">Play From Start</text><text id="TEXT_CHAPTER">Chapter</text><text id="TEXT_NEW">New</text><text id="TEXT_COMING">COMING SOON</text><text id="TEXT_MENU">MENU</text><text id="TEXT_CHAPTER_SEL">CHAPTER SELECT</text><text id="TEXT_HOME">RETURN HOME</text><text id="OVERLAY_0"/><text id="SUBTITLE_0">I am Mata Nui. My original form was built on the world of Spherus Magna more than one hundred thousand years ago. I was built to bring order back to my world and its people, but I lost my way. With the help of new and old friends, I have one final chance to fulfill my duty and my destiny.</text><text id="OVERLAY_1"/><text id="SUBTITLE_1">I found myself on the largest chunk of Spherus Magna, which the survivors called Bara Magna. Using the Mask of Life, I created a new, smaller body for myself, and learned more about duty and friendship than I had in all the thousands of years of being a robot. Along the way, I discovered clues of how I might free my people, who remained enslaved by Makuta inside my old body.</text><text id="OVERLAY_2">Long Ago...</text><text id="SUBTITLE_2">Long ago, the world of Spherus Magna was prosperous and serene. But the discovery of a powerful energy source at the core of the planet turned its people against one another. Warriors fought for different sides, until the stresses of battle nearly tore the planet apart.</text><text id="OVERLAY_3">Long Ago...</text><text id="SUBTITLE_3">Wise but fallible Great Beings constructed a giant robot. But the power source was unstable, and an explosion scattered parts of the metal giant across the face of the planet.</text><text id="OVERLAY_4"/><text id="SUBTITLE_4">Spherus Magna's past could be my future. Only two things stand in the way of freeing my people: finding a way of fixing and powering the old robot, and getting permission to use it. I have a feeling neither will be an easy task.</text><text id="OVERLAY_5"/><text id="SUBTITLE_5">Following an Agori villager into the far north, I find him as well as the object of my search: a massively energetic object that could power up the Bara Magna robot. It's ancient and unstable, but it's also my only chance to redeem my people's suffering.</text><text id="OVERLAY_6"/><text id="SUBTITLE_6">Now for the hard part: convincing the Glatorian and Agori to allow me to use their new mega-village, made from the failed robot that exploded eons ago. After all they have suffered, the last thing I want to do is take away their newfound security. But I must ask - the fate of my people rests on their answer, and I also suspect their own well-being depends on this broken-down robot shell.</text><text id="OVERLAY_7">100,000 Years Ago...</text><text id="SUBTITLE_7">Learning from their mistakes, the Great Beings desperately constructed a new, larger robot. This machine was infused with an intelligence and mission to learn about the universe, and thus I awoke as the intellect of a giant robot. Smaller beings were placed inside me to maintain the inner workings. My earliest memories are of being activated on Spherus Magna.</text><text id="OVERLAY_8">100,000 Years Ago...</text><text id="SUBTITLE_8">Safety measures in the form of six Toa warriors were put into place, just in case of unforeseen disaster. Little did anyone realize how vital these six beings would be in saving countless lives.</text><text id="OVERLAY_9">100,000 Years Ago...</text><text id="SUBTITLE_9">My construction was completed just in time. As I left my home planet, energized protodermis leaked from the world's core and triggered a massive explosion that flung two huge chunks into orbit. These became the jungle moon of Bota Magna and the ocean world of Aqua Magna. The desert world that remained was renamed Bara Magna by the survivors.</text><text id="OVERLAY_10"/><text id="SUBTITLE_10">The village elder has granted me use of the robot. My new-found power supply lets me take control, but I must constantly monitor and adjust the ancient systems. I have no Matoran to regulate this body. The Mask of Life helps me master it, but it is still desperately hard to control. Nevertheless, it feels good to once again control a powerful robotic body.</text><text id="OVERLAY_11"/><text id="SUBTITLE_11">Dimly, I can sense my old body standing on the water moon. Although I no longer control it, I know that battles rage throughout the robot that Makuta Teridax now controls. The Toa and Matoran I ignored for so long fight in vain to free themselves from an evil I allowed to flourish. I must help them! But how?</text><text id="OVERLAY_12"/><text id="SUBTITLE_12">Makuta feels my attention, and I know he is bringing the fight to me. I must prepare quickly. First, I must send the tiny forms at my feet to safety. Then I must do the job I was built for: reuniting three worlds back into one. I can only hope this robot form and its power supply are up to the task.</text><text id="OVERLAY_13">95,000 Years Ago...</text><text id="SUBTITLE_13">I spent most of my existence exploring other worlds, watching cultures evolve, measuring and analyzing the dance of stars and planets. After a time, I took the beings inside my metal body for granted, ignoring them and their constant squabbles to focus on the outside universe. This neglect would cost me - and my small workers - endless misery and pain.</text><text id="OVERLAY_14">95,000 Years Ago</text><text id="SUBTITLE_14">Inside my body, workers maintained machinery and repaired the damage and fatigue caused over tens of thousands of years. Most, like the Toa and Matoran, were content with their roles. But the Makuta dreamed of glory and power. My inattention gave them numerous opportunities to scheme and plot.</text><text id="OVERLAY_15"/><text id="SUBTITLE_15">Power surges through my body, out through my metal fingertips, and I begin the process of reuniting both moons with Bara Magna. It is a tricky process, one that requires close attention. Even as I nudge the two moons onto their new paths, I feel Makuta racing closer. Time grows short.</text><text id="OVERLAY_16"/><text id="SUBTITLE_16">Desperately, I try to convince Makuta that we must work together, that we can save everyone and everything if we join forces. But as I feared, his insane lust for power overrides all logic. We both know we'll come to blows, and I'm not certain if my new body can take the punishment. My old body is powerful, this new one unstable. But I must try.</text><text id="OVERLAY_17"/><text id="SUBTITLE_17">Before blows are struck, I sense familiar beings escaping from Makuta. Sparing a small bit of my attention, I watch brave Tahu and a strange Toa of Light fight their way free. They are followed by new yellow Rahkshi. Makuta has been busy.</text><text id="OVERLAY_18"/><text id="SUBTITLE_18">Makuta attacks me! Dragging up strength from both the Mask of Life and my unstable power supply, I am able to hold off this evil, but I cannot defeat it without damaging my people inside. This battle distracts me from reuniting Spherus Magna, but unless I can defeat Makuta, it will all be for nothing. I only wonder how long my strength will last...</text><text id="OVERLAY_19"/><text id="SUBTITLE_19">As if there wasn't enough to worry about, now Makuta is attacking my Glatorian and Agori friends. I can't concentrate on that right now, no matter how desperate they are. But perhaps I can steer Makuta away from my friends scurrying at our feet.</text><text id="OVERLAY_20">1,000 Years Ago...</text><text id="SUBTITLE_20">Finally, my journey drew to its close. As I traveled back to the planet of my construction to fulfill my final destiny, one ambitious Makuta attacked. Teridax crashed my systems and sent my robotic body plummeting into the ocean moon of Aqua Magna. There, I slept for a thousand years.</text><text id="OVERLAY_21">1,000 Years Ago..</text><text id="SUBTITLE_21">Automatic systems camouflaged my face, one of the only parts of my body above the waterline. A fake volcano was created, along with lush jungles, icy mountains, deep lakes, deserts, and caverns. Toa brought Matoran workers to this island paradise and then transformed into Turaga leaders to guide the Matoran. Memories of being inside a robotic universe were erased from all but the Turaga.</text><text id="OVERLAY_22">1 Year Ago...</text><text id="SUBTITLE_22">Makuta Teridax had yet more plans. Not content with putting me to sleep, he schemed to eliminate his fellow Makuta and take over my massive robotic body. The sacrifice of brave Toa Matoro brought my body to life, but Teridax stole my robot form before my consciousness awoke. I was flung out of my own body, imprisoned in the Mask of Life.</text></strings>