Masters of the Universe: Revolution

At the heart of creation

lies the planet Eternia,

a wondrous world of dualities,

men and monsters, wizards and warlords,

science and sorcery.

Like contentious siblings,

these powers have waged war for eons,

though the champions of magic reigned supreme.

But after a cataclysmic revelation...

...the secrets are no more.

And with every revelation...

comes the promise of revolution.

Flee before your mind goes mad.

Trust not what Subternia shows.

For terror fuels the fires of hell,

whose lord is called...

Hmm.

I smell no fear.

Know ye not, mortal,

that this is where despair displaces dream

and hope comes to die?

But even here in the realms of chaos,

we believe in order.

The suffering starts only after you offer up

the only possession any soul still holds at life's end,

your name.

My name?

I am Adam,

prince of Eternia

and defender of the secrets of Castle Grayskull.

The Champion?

And I'm Orko,

his fearless friend

with the tiny ticket to Subternia.

You.

We didn't come to fight, Scare Glow.

Our friends were sent to Subternia

by Skeletor when he stole the Power.

So we ask that you let us leave the land of the dead

with the souls of our friends, Clamp Champ and Fisto.

Raenious and Malcolm died as heroes.

So they belong in a better place than this.

Where would that be

since the heavens fell

when Evil-Lyn destroyed Preternia?

Besides, they're perfect additions

to my collection.

And if I give up these treasures,

then I have to give up all of their delicious fear.

Terror so palpable,

you can still hear their screams.

No.

I think I'll leave them right where they are.

And you know what would look even better

hanging beside them?

You.

So much for diplomacy.

Time for plan B?

By the Power of Grayskull...

...I have the Power!

Since you're inviting your friends,

I guess my friends can drop in too.

Anyone else feeling buzzed?

I feel a sneeze coming on.

Even cowboys get the pews--

as in pew, pew, pew!

Yeehaw!

Hyah!

The chicken's making a break from the coop

and coming your way.

Did you see that?

I got him with the first shot!

Not bad for a guy with a crown, eh?

Good eye, soldier.

A Man-At-Arms always lends a hand, Your Highness.

Hope you love the "Cloud Crusher."

I made it myself.

Sky-Sleds, with me!

Hmm.

Dad?

Is this bully bothering you, son?

Aah!

Well done, Adam.

That's my boy.

Thieves!

Usurpers!

You will all become part of my collection.

Go get him, son.

Teela!

Cover your eyes.

I'm turning on the lights in this dungeon.

Explosive entrance,

my Sorceress.

Just following your lead, my Champion.

Flirt later, you two.

Let's get out of this hellhole.

"Cloud Crusher," we're on our way.

Seal the deal! Seal the deal!

I will burn you alive

and feast on your flesh

while your souls marinate in dark despair!

For I am

the Lord of Da--

Sorry, Scare Glow.

Subternia's officially on lockdown.

Yes!

It worked!

Naturally. When you have the tech,

you have the talent.

And a little magic never hurts.

You were incredible back there.

What about you?

Nobody's ever shattered the gate to hell before.

I think

it's dadgum adorable

these two kids finally seeing

what the rest of us all seen years ago.

What have you been saying to people, Dad?

Dad?

My king! Dad!

Oh, no.

"Oh, let's go to Snake Mountain," he said.

"They're always hiring."

Two heads are not better than one, so shut up!

Ooh, that's it! You're getting a headbutt.

You're the headbutt!

Minions of almighty Motherboard,

there was a time when magic, not machine,

was my weapon of choice.

And as plan after pitiful plan fell apart,

did I blame all of my silly spells

and idiotic incantations?

No, my children.

I blamed only me.

Ah! Huh! Ugh.

But the moment I surrendered myself

to the technological touch of my one true mother,

I realized the futility of my failures

were not my fault

so much as they were the folly of faith in magic.

And now that my mind is open,

I only trust what I see.

And all I see...

is Motherboard!

Glory be to the Board Almighty!

Well done, Skeletor.

You honor your mother,

as well as your father.

Another soul absorbed for the Board, my Master.

And what about Skeletor?

After decades of desertion,

he has seen the error of his ways

and serves only us, my lord.

He is now a worthy Acolyte of the Horde.

Masterful, Mistress Motherboard.

You have succeeded at that which all others

have failed me.

And so the Eternian conversion continues.

Make manifest my machinations, my right hand,

for soon I will take the prize long denied me.

And on that day, the skies above Grayskull will teem

with the Horde Army.

He wasn't hurt during the battle, Mendor.

So what's wrong with my dad?

It's a kind of organ failure

I've never encountered before, Adam.

And we still can't find the cure.

Still?

We discovered it weeks ago, my lord.

But your father forbade me from sharing the diagnosis

with anyone but the queen and Lord Duncan.

You knew about this?

How could you let him go with me to Subternia?

His Majesty would not be swayed.

Adam, fighting for the souls of his friends

at the side of his son,

the Champion of Grayskull,

that was your dad's last wish.

Last wish? No!

Save him, Teela,

like you saved me.

Even if she could,

I wouldn't let her.

Death comes for us all, my son.