Masters of the Universe: Revolution

Your vicious horde has reduced my world to rubble

and holds my peaceful people hostage!

I believe violence is always a last resort,

but it is the only language you seem to understand.

So for the fate of my people,

I stand before you and challenge you to fight me,

Hordak!

For uncountable eons,

I have spread across the galaxies like a virus,

conquering 10,000 worlds to hone my Horde.

And on every planet,

there has always been a hero...

The one. The champion.

Each has inevitably come to this same moment,

stalwart in the belief

you are all that stands between the freedom of your people

or the systematic subjugation under the Horde Empire.

Each of you is so sure you're not only going to fight me,

but that you might even triumph as well.

And ultimately, each of you always discovers

I never do my own fighting.

I hire well.

Mistress Motherboard, report.

The Keldor deception has advanced

to stage three, my lord.

In his Gar disguise,

Skeletor has been crowned King of Eternos.

So the Champion is unwittingly under our control.

And as goes the Champion, so goes Grayskull.

Oh, you should've seen us in action!

I played the part of Keldor,

Motherboard played me,

and we played all of Eternia for suckers.

Especially Little Lord Look-At-My-Abs-Adam,

my newfound "nephew."

Ha!

All because those royal boobs fell

for our fabricated family history, hmm?

Arrogant as ever, Acolyte.

But your weaponized words were woven

from the tapestry of truth.

How else do you think you've got this far?

Truth? You mean Keldor was a real person?

Keldor's banishment was the royals'

deepest, darkest family secret.

And there's no worst wound inflicted

than the damage family can do,

often more horrible than the horrors

hurled by Hordak himself.

And I've been the herald of more horrors than a hundred hells.

Now leave me.

Insolent servant!

Babbling like a barmaid

before the overlord of the holy Horde Empire!

I'm--

Uh, so sorry.

I was just surprised to learn the Keldor fiction wasn't fake.

Forgive me, my merciful Mother.

I lost my head.

If you embarrass me ever again, "acolyte,"

I'll take your head.

Ugh.

When will I finally be realized

for my superior intellect?

Hmm?

Who dares to laugh at the Lord of Destruction?

I'm laughing at the "superior intellect."

Well, I'll be damned.

All it took was hearing one little voice in your head

to finally shut you up.

Huh. Must be some kind of crossed wire.

You think I'm busting your bones?

I'm really you! You're really me!

Skeletor is really Keldor.

Get out of my head!

A fissure has been fixed.

When that metal maiden put the squeeze on our brain,

something snapped.

Motherboard unknowingly unlocked an area of our mind

where a dark truth has been long hidden from us.

Behold.

I am actually you?

You're no interdimensional demon.

You really are Keldor, son of Miro, his first-born,

denied the throne of Eternia.

Hordak bamboozled you into believing a lie is the truth

and the truth is a lie,

as he used Skeletor to empower himself.

But we were never meant to serve.

We are meant to master the universe.

You're not worthy to wield the Staff of Ka.

You were nothing more than a bait-and-switch.

Are you trying to kill me with your snake magic?

Heinous, vicious witch!

In the vain hope that perhaps nothing will stand

between you and your lumbering love?

That's it.

Admit it, you've always thought of me as a threat

because of the way He-Man looks at me.

Why would he ever possibly want you?

I'm the forbidden fruit that lifts his loincloth.

Malicious enchantress!

You have faced the great dragon,

and yet you can't face how you really feel

about the most powerful man in the universe.

Yes! Excellent.

Now bring it back. That's it.

You control your passions. They don't control you.

What a rush.

I have never felt anything like that.

It's euphoric!

That's because you've only ever harnessed the power of Zoar.

Ka was the god of carnal desires,

the sensual experiences of existence itself.

So we have to provoke your passion

until you harness the Staff of Ka.

Are we sure you dropped the "evil" part of your name?

Because those things you were saying about me and He-Man...

They aren't true.

Do you think I'd be able to get all of that out of you

if I wasn't tapping directly into your very real,

very human emotions?

Adam and I are just friends.

And if you had any friends,

you'd know there's no distance you won't go for them.

I followed Skeletor great distances,

but never out of friendship.

I know love when I see it.

Lyn, the King--

The King what?

Needs a Preternia for his soul to go to?

You are hell-bent to rebuild heaven,

but do you know what really would've been heaven for Randor?

Seeing his only son in your arms.

Your pride denied the King that parental pleasure in life.

Will you rob him of it in death as well?

Look at that Eternian ingenuity.

When I was amongst the Gar,

I spoke so highly of the technology here

and the elders always scoffed and heckled me with, "Eternos?

They still believe in magic there!"

But they'd love this metal marvel.

Our Andra makes impressive tech.

My people may be biased about magic,

but we know how powerful a little magic can be.

Don't we, nephew?

Wait a minute. The sword.

That's what's missing.

He-Man's normally never seen without it.

I sent the sword out for repairs.

Again? I hear you broke it before.

Ah, no matter.

I can wait until it returns to ask for your service.

Come on, Uncle Kel. I can serve without the sword.

What would you have me do, my king?

We can either fight off the next attack by SkeleTek

and his new master, Motherboard,

or you can take the fight to them, He-Man!

Huh. This door's not very big, is it?

The locksmith is small in stature,

but he's tall on talent.

Kind of like you.

Come to think of it, you two are quite a bit alike.

Oh, boy. Look at these two.

If you're here to tell me the good news about Zoar,

I'm an atheist.

Open up, old friend. It's Duncan.