Masters of the Universe: Revolution

An ode to Prince Adam,

the boy who would be king,

whose fabulous secret powers

aren't terribly useful things.

He chose sword over royal scepter,

but how could he have ever known

that he'd descend into the palace dungeon

while I ascended to his throne?

You played me.

And I won both the crown and Grayskull

thanks to you, nephew.

So it's true.

You really are Keldor.

In the flesh.

Did my father know?

Ha! I didn't even know.

Hordak has a habit of manipulating memories.

Anything that might challenge a servant's blind loyalty

is erased as insurance.

When I joined him,

he took Keldor from me

and forced fiction into my mind.

But when she rewired me,

Motherboard unwittingly opened the door

to the memory of my true origins.

I was a king denied.

Yeah.

Real kings never bend the knee to invaders.

Your brother knew that.

'Tis a pity his son wasn't as wise.

And what my brother, your father,

did or didn't really know

doesn't matter anymore, kid.

Because your dad's dead!

And as a satisfying sidebar,

with no more Preternia in which to receive his royal reward,

his soul will soon be lost to time and space.

But you should remember, my pathetic princeling,

that you have so much more to lose.

Mom!

I've taken your crown, your castle.

But that's just the beginning.

Next will be your family, your friends,

and even that new sorceress you're so sweet on.

Soon you'll understand what it means

to lose everything, just like I did.

And once you finally reach the depths of your despair,

that's when I'll finish you once and for all.

A shame that Motherboard's makeover of Grayskull

has blocked you from the Power,

because I'd kill to see

the look on the other guy's face right now.

It's hard to pin down,

but I can sense Adam in the palace.

They must be keeping him in the dungeon.

You're supposed to be looking for Skeletor.

We need to find him and retrieve the Havoc Staff.

Look at what Hordak's done to the city!

Preternia will have to wait

because Eternia needs her sorceress now.

Hordak's been planning this invasion for a long time,

but his fear of the Power of Grayskull

has historically held him back.

And with Eternia finally under his control,

he's not going to let it go without a fight.

But if you can acquire the Havoc Staff

and use the power of all the ancient gods combined...

Then we can use that power

to save Adam and send Hordak packing.

Teela! What the hell happened to you?

What the hell happened to your uniform, Man-At-Arms?

Man-Of-War, actually.

Dad!

It's quite the upgrade.

Perhaps, though it's an ugly upgrade

that will win us this war.

And just what is that supposed to mean?

Yeah, Dad, where have you been?

Playing matchmaker.

Ah!

Does it work yet?

Do you work yet?

The Horde Fleet's filling the skies above Eternia.

Why would Duncan just leave us here alone like that?

To find He-Man.

What's the point of modifying the Sword of Power

if there's no one around to wield it?

Well, how much longer

are these "modifications" going to take?

Ah!

Longer than we've got.

Mom. Mom.

Mom. Mom, wake up.

Adam?

Oh, thank goodness.

Mom, are you hurt?

I'm fine.

Just happy they didn't inject me

with their tekno-virus.

Keldor wants us unharmed--

for now.

Meanwhile, Grayskull's fallen. The power is shielded from me.

And maybe if I had the Sword,

it could break through the interference

the virus is creating,

and I could call the Power back.

But I let the Sword go.

So there's no He-Man waiting in the wings to save the day,

and it's--

It's all my fault.

Adam,

you are He-Man.

And the sum total of your power

doesn't come from some lightning bolt over Grayskull.

Love and the willingness to fight for what matters--

those are powers, too.

Even simple courage is power.

And you have more courage than anyone I've ever known, Adam.

Huh?

How did I get here?

I had to step in and give you a hand.

Look at her.

Pathetic.

So wrapped up in scanning the secrets of this castle,

she doesn't even know we're here.

Not so long ago, it was you who commanded this throne room,

instead of Hordak's metal mommy.

I don't need Grayskull.

I know where my talents lie--

on the throne of Eternos.

Hordak has restored my birthright.

Oh, has he?

So then why is it his banner flying over the palace?

You're nothing more than his little errand boy.

He put you in a box, and you don't even realize it.

Huh?

She's all that stands between you and Hordak.

So pull her plug.

I'd forgotten the stink of this place.

It's absolutely wretched.

Perhaps this small token of my esteem

will take your mind off it, my eminence.

Whatever gift you have to offer will only pale in comparison

to the bountiful banquet of complete conquest

finally won for me by Motherboard.

Huh.

I've given you the technological power,

yet you remain quite literally attached

to that arcane talisman.

The Havoc Staff, once held, is not so easily discarded.

That's why you cursed Keldor with it all those years ago.

But even though you took the truth from me,

I should thank you.

Because I could have wasted my life away

as Keldor, king of nothing,

on an island in the middle of nowhere.

But you, Hordak, you raised me out of all that.

You gave me purpose.

You gave me something to fight for.