He-Man and the Masters of the Universe

What now, Scoundrel?

Do be mindful of the other kingdoms, won't you?

How am I supposed to fight you

without stepping on everyone else?

A true king finds a way.

Excuse me, Avion.

Pardon me, Leviathae!

I always told your mother you were born for diplomacy.

Why don't we talk to anyone from those places, ever?

The people of Eternos had a bit of a...

falling out with the Bird People

and the Mer-folk after the Great War.

Don't soft-pedal it, Randy.

See, nephew, King Hiss was going to use that sigil

to create an eternal army of undead snake soldiers.

But Grayskull and his wondrous sword and castle stopped him.

Shouldn't everyone have been happy about that?

Many wanted the power

to raise the fallen soldiers over and over.

King Grayskull wouldn't let them have it.

Ultimate power corrupts ultimately.

Depends on the power, doesn't it?

If only I knew then what I know now.

Becoming King is great.

But becoming a god does have a nice ring to it, doesn't it?

With Grayskull destroyed,

there will be no force on Planet Eternia...

Or anywhere else for that matter...

That can stand in your way, Lord Skeletor.

You might say that, with the power that sigil holds,

I'd be the actual Master of the Universe!

Is it still good to be the king, sir?

Never a bad day to be Stratos, Royal Guard number one.

This is the pose, right,

for the... "me" statue?

Yes, sir. It's nearly finished.

Ah!

On the real though, how was my approach on the way down?

A little wobbly?

Eh, it felt wobbly. Not that I wobble.

I just don't want it to look like I wobble.

You know what? Royal decree.

The word wobble no longer exists.

Wobbling no longer exists, sir.

What is that? Fireworks?!

I'm not late to the unveiling, am I?

Stratos out!

I didn't schedule any fireworks. Did you?

Stratos out.

- -

Yeah!

Um, sorry about your statue.

I have the Power!

They chuck us over, you think you'll still land on your feet?

- -

Ah... if Adam doesn't sort this out,

I fear we may learn the answer.

See, we were in this cosmic,

eternal battle with each of our nemesis.

Nemesises? Nemeses?

Nemesi.

That isn't a word.

It is now, sir.

Things went sideways, and we lost Eternos.

Then my uncle tried to destroy the castle.

So we moved it and wound up... here?

I guess now you're my nemesi.

Skeletor is my nemesis.

- Huh! - Ah!

Just as the Beast Man is mine.

- Wait. Why don't I have one? - Ugh.

I'm gonna need to speak to someone above you about this.

Where's your king?

Hiding beneath the city back home.

I'm the next best thing right now.

- Here we go. - Bother.

I am Adam, Prince of Eternos

and defender of the secrets of Castle...

Eternos, that's easily 11 times worse

than anywhere else you could have been from.

Call in the rest of the armada, turn that place to dust,

and... I don't know.

Toss them over the side after they rebuild my statue.

Huh?

Nice work, Prince Adam.

It's my first diplomatic incident.

Potentially your last as well.

You know what?

We'll just fire the old castle back up

and have our ghost get us the heck out of here.

We'll be out of your feathers before you know it.

Hey... hey... Guys... guys...

About that.

What do you mean Eldress is gone?

Exactly what those words mean. In that exact order.

How can she be gone? Isn't she a ghost,

which is like already one degree of gone.

Specter or not, she is made of magic.

Perhaps she used all she had left to move the castle here.

Grayskull is connected to all the magic

in the universe, right?

So we'll find a way to bring her back.

We have to.

Until then, we need to find some way to leave Avion

before Stratos destroys the castle.

Or we find some way to get them to let us stay

until we can get Eldress back.

How? Do you know something about these birdbrains...

Language, Krass'tine.

That we don't?

Yes.

Okay. Um...

I'm a bit of an amateur Avionologist.

Or as the Avion say,

"Avionologist amateur."

Ha.

Anything I don't know,

I'm sure we can read about here in the archive.

Everybody, grab a book.

If we're being mind-controlled,

is me askin' this question even me askin' this question?

Well, if Skeletor's doing the controlling,

why would he need you to ask that question?

He'd know.

Yeah. But is that your answer, Baddrah,

or is that his answer?

Ta! You've blown me mind, Tuvar.

Or did he?

Turn those frowns upside down, citizens of Eternos.

I'm here to stay.

Mmm.

They don't seem particularly excited at the prospect.

Once I find that sigil, they won't have a choice.

No one will.

Reality itself will bend to my will.

No sense conquering the universe

on an empty stomach, right?

Trap-Jaw!

Get to work on those new weapons of war I've requested.

But I was gonna...

- -

I'd like to show the rest of Eternia

how Skeletor's Eternos truly rolls.

Thank you for the roasted flesh.

Yes, Lord Skeletor.

It's a bit early the overthrowing process

to be showing off, isn't it?

We're going to be scouring Eternia for that Sigil of Hiss.

Might as well look good while we are doing it.

Oh, Beastie my bestie,

fetch.

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