Hello, I am Potu. I want to tell you my story.
It started a few days after Makuta has fallen. I was walking alone, I wanted to discover Spherus Magna. I was on a desert area, when a colorful, strange circle appeared opposite me, on the ground. A few moments later most of the colors has disappeared, just the cyclamen, purple, and a crystalline white remained. Then an arm with a weapon reached out from the circle. I saw this weapon somewhere. Then the owner of the hand has appeared. I dropped my hammer and I had to shout:
- We have no time for talking, a murderer is in your world. In our world he killed most of the toa, take this stone! Take it! ‚�� I toke it. ‚�� At any moment can disappear the dimension gate, Brutaka...
In an unexpected moment, the gate has closed, and Pohatu‚��s upper body left behind our world.
- Show the stone to O...O... Onewa. - he said with a lot of groaming. His heartlight started to flick, and a few moments later, Pohatu died.
- You mustn't die, you mustn't - I was crying, but I knew, His, my hero's heartlight wasn't lighting.
I toke his Kakama Nuva, and I started to run to Onewa Turaga and show him the stone. The stone was lightning.
- Onewa Turaga! Onewa Turaga!
- What? What‚��s the problem, Potu?
- I need to tell you a story.
After I told my story, Onewa Turaga‚��s eyes were open wide. He could not say nothing. I showed him Pohatu's mask.
- And he give me a stone, and he said, I must show to you. - And I toke out the object from my haversack.
- But, this is a‚�¶ Toa stone!
Then the stone started to light more stronger, and I felt, I am transforming to a Toa. But suddenly the light has gone, a strange creature has stolen the stone from my hands, and I stopped in the transforming. I became a half matoran, half toa. I am not too tall, not too strong. But my hammer began bigger...
The little monster started to run, and I followed him. But not for a long time. The creature entrenched itself into the sand.
So this is your real self-MoC now? Cool! I liked the story and the idea that he only turned into a half-toa! The whole structure of him reminds me of Pohatu Mata himself, but Potu looks much more cooler! Great work!