A New Legend: Prologue

Location: Spherus Magna, the southern continent

Almost 3000 years after the reformation of Spherus Magna


     In the midst of a tropical jungle, several figures stood in a grass dominated clearing, all standing at varying distances from a stone structure at the clearings center. The structure consisted of a raised circle of black sand lined by six stone pillars. It was a perfect replica of the old Amaja Circle once used by the Turagas of Mata Nui to tell the various legends of the Toa. Standing next to one of the pillars was a black and grey Turaga wearing a black cloak decorated in intricate red designs that seemed to form a maze across the garment.

     In the distance the planets twin suns began to set, the period known as twilight began and a small green matoran slid down from a tree at the far edge of the clearing. The matoran quickly ran over to the Turaga waiting by the stone pillars, as the crowd surrounding the Amaja Circle gathered around to hear the old Turaga of Earth tell his story. Among those gathered around the circle were Matoran, Agori, Toa, and Glatorian of a variety of colors and sizes. One of the matoran was green and carrying nearly a dozen tablets under his arms and a writing tool in his mouth, the latest in a long line of Av-Matoran Chroniclers. By the time the Chronicler had his writing tool and tablets ready, everyone had gathered around to hear the Turaga speak.

     "Gathered friends," the Turaga began in an old but strong voice, "listen again to our legends of the Bionicle. The time before time was over. The Makuta were but a memory, and Spherus Magna floated through the stars like a glittering jewel, a paradise in a sea of darkness." As he spoke, the Turaga used a smooth polished blue green stone shaped like a half sphere to represent the planet of Spherus Magna. He then positioned four gleaming toa stones around it in a diamond shape, their light reflecting off of the central Spherus stone.

     "And with an age of peace close on the horizon, some even began to wonder if we still needed our Toa warriors to protect us." At this the matoran in the crowd cast glances of surprise and incredulity at one another at the thought of a world without the Toa to protect them. "But before our world could enter the era of peace that its residents had so long sought, the shadows of a new evil would once again plunge the paradise given to us by the Great Spirit," the Turaga threw a thin, knife like black and silver rock at the center stone, "back." The black rock pierced the one representing Spherus Magna, and its colors dulled to gray as a web of black cracks and fractures appeared on its surface as the toa stones shine dimmed to a barely visible glow.

     "Into everlasting shadow."