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ctrl-alt-tahu · 3 days
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A Great Being's Mind
What kind of Great Being allows himself to be "fixed" by Karzahni?
The descriptions of Velika in the Saga of Ignition are clear: he was an odd, broken, clumsily-rebuilt Po-Matoran, as were all the Matoran of Voya Nui. If Velika had not been like those around him, the great surprise of his unveiling after the reformation of Spherus Magna might not have been so surprising, but a surprise it was. So a broken Matoran rebuilt by Karzahni he must have been--but why?
He was not always this way, we have learned. In all the records salvaged from the Great Spirit Robot there were still traces, for those who went looking, of the original Po-Matoran Velika. There was no longer anyone who remembered him, or any record of his assigned duties in the village where he had lived in the Northern Continent: only a single copper scrap that had survived the destruction of Karzahni's realm: the tag with which he had been sent there, only partially legible:
Velika - Po-Mato-- broken arm, uppe-- return to: East Po-Koro, Inner Po-Wahi, Nor-- Signed: Roc-
A broken arm was a minor repair, compared with most of those sent to Karzahni--at least in the later years. Once Turaga across the isles began to wonder why their Matoran never returned from their repairs, they went to greater efforts to repair their broken Matoran, sending only the most irreparably damaged to Karzahni, the realm of no return. In those later years, a broken arm alone would never have been enough. Were there more damages, unable to be read on what remains of the tag? Or was he sent there so early in Karzahni's history that no one had yet become suspicious that none had returned?
The script used on the tag argues for the possibility of the latter option. The square-printed letters include a ligature that was lost in the great time-skip, an early Artakhan script that fell out of fashion everywhere but the Western Arm. While is possible that Velika was not quite the first Matoran sent to Karzahni, it seems he was an early one.
The discovery that, in early years, Karzahni had, in fact, competently fixed and returned Matoran sent a historiographic shockwave through the Bionicle community. Their Agori neighbours understood well enough that it was a surprising unveiling of mysteries when the earliest records of the Order of Mata Nui were unsealed, but they did not understand the smaller therein that, in the first few hundred years or so, every Matoran sent to Karzahni had returned, in perfect functioning order.
What kind of Great Being would allow himself to be fixed by Karzahni?
Why did Karzahni cease to competently perform the role for which he was made?
The fools, they would never know, Velika thought, nor understand, but just has he had given them thought, so too was he able to break it. His own broken arm had been a trivial wound, but he had become bored with East Po-Koro and had relished the opportunity to travel "by chance" to realm of repair. The Matoran Universe was no longer new, exactly, but the remnants of Spherus Magna were now far enough behind that he was willing to venture about and see what his changes to the Matoran had wrought--and where better to meet Matoran from all over the universe than where they were all repaired?
Karzahni had had him prepped genially, the bound-up arm unwound and laid beside him on the sterile surface, and the gentle titan started to knit him together carefully. Velika had smirked to himself, delighted at the fullness of his deception, when something--some tiny, trivial, unknowable, unpredictable instinct had made the titan pause.
"You're a strange one, aren't you?" he mused. Sedated, Velika didn't think he should answer, and maybe the sedation had even worked on him, a little, and he did not think to stop Karzahni as the titan tapped at his head, and the casing that should have housed a melding of silicate tissues and fine circuitry opened to reveal a wrinkled, grey lump of pulsating matter.
Even if he were a half-second slow under the sedation, that half-second had now passed, and Velika was indignant at being discovered. Even as Karzahni stepped back, baffled and a bit horrified at the un-Matoran brain he had discovered, Velika's eyes lit as he "woke" fully, and his good hand clutched at Karzahni's massive hand, and the titan could not break the grip.
"I look the same, don't I?" asked the apparent Po-Matoran, "but I am not--let me show you." And, with a wrench, his grip on Karzahni linked the titan's nervous system to his own, and Velika's thoughts coursed from his brain, through the apparently-Matoran body he inhabited, and into the Karzahni's nerves, leaping to his brain in less than an instant.
The visions Velika showed him awed the titan: visions of raw elemental power, of a knowledge of energised protodermis behind that of Artakha himself, of all that had come before, and of much that had happened since, and even as Karzahni struggled to comprehend the enormity of what he had just learned, Velika reached in and erased the memory of it--and then some.
Karzahni, now and forever more thereafter the Mad Titan, stumbled about, his eyes blinking furiously, and when he had calmed himself, though the world seemed to stop spinning, he saw the half-assembled Matoran on the operating table.
"Where was I…?"
"You were just about to improve me," said Velika. "To restore me."
And Karzahni did: alone of all the Matoran that had come to him yet, he sent Velika away changed from what he had been, and alone of all the Matoran that would come thereafter, he sent Velika away with no defect, though to the eyes of one accustomed to a standard Matoran, he was no longer that. All the Matoran that Karzahni fixed thereafter would resemble him in some form, but covering defects he could no longer repair. Only, in Velika, there was no defect: this was his chosen form.
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toacody · 5 months
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Karzahni
The mad ruler "in his prime".
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Creator: TLROsborne
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demitsorou · 1 year
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Taking obscure bionicle villains and turning them into giant hot plant-monster daddies.
Morbuzakh and Karzahni
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azazelleviathan · 6 months
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15 minute ish bionicle sketches
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outofgloom · 11 months
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THE MENDER
"You've returned! But how can this be? They said there were no survivors after the attack on New Kar. Come in, of course! Come and sit by the fire. You look terrible."
"Thanks, I...I guess I just got lucky."
"That's an understatement. We've heard reports that the islands offshore were nearly wiped clean by the battle. I can't imagine what happened to the city itself."
"It was bad--worst thing I've seen--although the forces of Lord Kalmah put up a good fight, even in his absence. I was in the central fortress when the armies of the...the--"
"--They are called the Brotherhood, I think. The Turaga says that the Great Spirit has turned his back on the Lords of Order, and so now the Brotherhood will carry out his will."
"I believe it. I mean, they came up every street--those shrieking creatures with their staffs. They must serve the...Brotherhood...as well. The soldiers stood no chance, really. Some of them even surrendered, but it didn't matter to those things."
"Best not think about it--the important thing is that you're safe! How did you get out of the city? You must tell me; what an adventure, I'm sure."
"It was! Well, to start with, I was...um...I was looking out from the walltops, and there was a huge noise and smoke in the city. The ground shook, and I ran down the steps. I think the fortress must have been struck by some power, and it collapsed all at once, and I thought I was dead. And then...and then..."
"...and then what?"
"Well, then things are a bit murky. I was alone, I think. It was night by that time. I remember stars. I was hurt badly--my arm and my side, but...but I'm not hurt now."
"Oh, are you sure you were hurt? You look good as new to me."
"I thought I was...It's the strangest thing. I must've been delirious, my mind was wandering or something, but...Say, do you remember some of the legends of New Kar?"
"Which ones? There are so many. You've sat by the Amaja more times than I have."
"I mean the ones about the Founding, back at the very start. It used to be Old Kar, right? And it was named for the being who lived there in the Before Time: Kar, the Mender."
"Oh, I do remember that one--it's a dark tale, my friend. Did you know that 'Kar' is just a shortening of...ahem...His name? The Turaga hereabouts won't even say it. I think it's a bit silly. Sometimes you stub your foot and just have to shout 'to Karzahni with it!', I say."
"Yes...yes, I know."
"But anyways, what were you saying?"
"I was saying...maybe you'll think it's silly then, after all..."
"No, no! Don't say that! I'm just glad you've come back--we were all so worried. Tell me your tale."
"Alright then, as I was lying there injured...or maybe not injured... looking at the stars, there was someone else there with me."
"So you weren't alone then? Was it another survivor?"
"Not quite...So, in the old legends, you know they say that Kar the Mender lost his way amongst the islands one day and never returned to his duty, right? But sometimes, when there is an earthquake, or a battle--something where people are hurt--they say he arrives, and ...helps them. You remember that part too?"
"Can't say I've heard that bit of the story. Maybe you're mixing it up with the one about the, uh, Wandering Toa--the Air-Toa, you know?"
"No, it's not that one, I'm sure. There were some veterans of the first War of Order who would tell stories sometimes. One of them had been left for dead on a battlefield of the Barraki, but as he was trying to crawl through the muck, he saw a figure in the distance. He said it was a giant--a titan with eyes like globes, stooping over the corpses, picking up bodies."
"And did this titan help him out?"
"No, I guess not. He survived the battle, but maybe it was just an old soldier's tale..."
"Well, tell me the rest: What did you see?"
"That's what I've been trying to say. There was...it was...He was there, in the ruins of the city."
"A giant, like the soldier said?"
"Oh, bigger than a building. I sat up and he was right there, stooping over me. I thought his eyes were great stars at first, looking down on me. He picked me up like I was nothing, and set me on my feet. He plugged my arm back into its socket, and snapped my ribs back in place, though I screamed--"
"--I thought you weren't injured."
"I...wait...no I was injured. I was! It was...I can't describe it."
"Hm."
"After that, he just stared at me for a while. I couldn't...I couldn't move at all, under those eyes."
"It was just you and this being?"
"Yes, just us."
"And then he let you go?"
"Well...I suppose so."
"You walked out of the city, right? And came back here, to safety."
"I don't think...I don't know."
"You must have! How else?"
"Yes, I...walked..."
"Well anyways, I'm so glad. We missed you, and the Turaga will be overjoyed to have another set of hands to help with the work."
"Where--"
"--The Brotherhood is making some new rules, you see, and we have to make sure the village is up to code."
"I'm...glad to help, but why--"
"--What a day you've had! But it's all behind you now. Would you like to rest?"
"I'm tired, yes. I'm tired and it...hurts."
"Oh dear, I didn't realize the time. There's no time to rest actually. The Turaga wants everyone to assemble at the--"
"Why are you doing this."
"Why...I don't understand. What do you mean?"
"Tell me why you are doing this. It hurts."
"It doesn't hurt anymore--you said so yourself."
"I do hurt. It isn't...it wasn't done right. He didn't do it...right."
"Don't say that. It was done right. And anyways, who are you to question it? The Turaga says--"
"I hurt. My arm and my side. Please stop. Let me go."
"You are just a little Matoran. You should not speak out of turn."
"My arm still isn't right, and I can't breathe well. You need to--"
"--I need to do nothing."
"Your eyes...they are too bright. They burn my eyes. I want to look away."
"How ungrateful. Why should I do anything for you...any of you. You're all wretches. I do my best work, and no thanks at all."
"Let me go. I am the last survivor of New Kar. I must tell them what happened. Surely--"
"New Kar? What a fantasy. There is no such thing. You Matoran make up such wonderful futures for yourselves in your small heads."
"No...such thing? Ah...it hurts."
"Stop that. It doesn't hurt. It's fine."
"It...doesn't hurt. I have to go--"
"No, you are here now. You always have been. You have nowhere to go but here."
"Your eyes...they burn me."
"Oh my, are your eyes bothering you?"
"Yes, yes, they are."
"Ah, how terrible. But you are fortunate: mending eyes is a specialty of mine."
"Please, what can be done?"
"You are broken, little Matoran. What a shame. The whole world is broken. Every fiber and sinew of it, every wasted rock and stone, every cursed breath of wind, ah...I can barely stand it."
"Please."
"Every dead star-rise and every pointless shift of the gray tide..."
"Oh, please."
"Broken from the start, useless from the start. By the Great Beings, it should all be put to rest--"
"--Please, I am broken."
"Oh, of course you are. But don't worry--not for long. Now, stand still, and let's try this again..."
Please
I am broken
"--and try not to scream so much this time. It distracts me."
Please
I am broken
Mend me
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sokoda · 7 months
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[SWB 201] Karzahni Slicer
Wanted to build this MOC as a buddy for a MOC I built quite a while ago:
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afanofmanyhats · 8 months
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So I have a theory.
The figure in this picture has a strikingly similar build to the Turaga of Mata Nui. Even the pickaxe seems long enough to be a badge of office. Canonically, it's a Matoran. However, the entry of the Mask of Undeath on BS01 (which this person is wearing) has this line:
"While undead, the user will lose all illumination in their eyes, making them empty and black."
That fits the description here. If this was a Matoran, I'd be surprised if the powerless version of the mask would retain the empty black eyes. So this has to be a Turaga right? But what is a Turaga doing in Karzahni? Much less a dead one?
Maybe this is Lesovikk's Turaga. Admittedly we don't have any information on them, but I think it would be a fitting end for someone who consigned their whole population to Karzahni to end up there themselves. Maybe their last goal, in a moment of clarity, was to get their Matoran back. Maybe they perished along the way, at the claws of Karzahni's Manas. But they kept going. And when they arrived in Karzahni's court, there was nothing there for them. So they remain, unable to leave and fulfill their duty. Karzahni probably "fixed" them in an attempt to revive them. Because that would be his greatest achievement, wouldn't it? To fix death, the ultimate endpoint of his position?
But it failed. And now an elder's husk wanders the sands.
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nattarthetimedragon · 3 months
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Karzahni
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byz-was-here · 1 year
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Takanuva should have been allowed to go with the future Mahri to voya nui.
Imagine Takanuva just going "Solar flare!" and blinding Karzahni so his friends could escape in the canisters
Takanuva having to share one and finding out that it's now VERY CRAMPED somewhere along the ride.
Takanuva smiling his mask off seeing the rest of the matoran as toa (Weird zappy toa but still)
Takanuva and Jaller constantly bickering over who's in charge.
"I'm captain of the ta koro guard!"
"Well I've been a toa longer!"
"For what, two weeks?!"
Takanuva also having grabbed Jaller's Hau back so we get to see THAT inika-fied.
(Whether takanuva gets inikafied is up for debate.)
THINK FAST, CHUCKLEHEADS! Takanuva constantly blinding the piraka.
Velika staring at takanuva thinking "Of course it's that one that ended up as a toa."
Takanuva, to Umbra: "You're the guardian. the guardian for the ignika. The guardian made of light specifically to guard the ignika, that guardian. ...Yeah I think I've got this one."
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onvermel · 3 months
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Lesovikk and Nikila
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windydrawallday · 9 months
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"I need a change and I need it fast / I know that any day could be the last... "
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takuas-eyebrows · 10 months
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I honestly love hahli so much, like she went from being a shy flaxmaker unsure of her destiny to backtalking bionicle satan in his own home. girlboss, we stan
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wjbs-bonkle-au · 22 days
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I went to Body and/or Medical Horror Island, and... well, let's just say it was actually a pit-stop on the way to Big Scary Crescent Island.
This post is about
BIONICLE
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bioniclechicken · 2 years
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karzahni
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springbonnie2024 · 6 days
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Hadn't drawn this guy in awhile
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arr-jim-lad · 1 year
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AYO I FINALLY MET KARZAHNI 👁️👁️
I LOVE his entire deal so far omg bc like.... suddenly we are faced with an entirely new god-like creature, and this creature is... not aware of two VERY MAJOR deities, one of which carries the entire universe within him, and the other who has been terrorizing that universe for 1000 years.
this is unsettling bc like, these gods are not just myths, makuta and mata nui are REAL within the universe. And yet this creature is so far removed from that reality that he has never heard of them, which really puts into perspective of how unnatural and wrong it is for Jaller & CO to even be there to meet him
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Put very plainly, Karzanhi essentially seems to be Bionicle Satan, but he's not exactly depicted as entirely evil or malevolent? He's definitely on the darker side, but there's so much curiosity to him, and he's living his reality, trying to fulfill his job, which may or may not have been given to him as opposed to chosen by him
And then there's this part that filled me with so much awe I had to stop reading for the evening lmfao;
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full disclaimer that i get like unreasonably emotional about bionicle lore at least three times a week but this new addition to it was like, completely overwhelming to me in how unbelievably cool and unique and interesting it is augh
like....... IF i understand this correctly... Karzahni was supposed to fix 'defective' Matorans, but he didn't exactly do a great job at it, as his 'fixed' Matorans were smaller and weaker. Judging by what he said earlier, this kinda evokes empathy in me because it's either 1) a job he wanted to do, but wasn't very good at, or 2) a job he was told to do, but wasn't properly skilled for.
but then also.. he realized obviously that his rebuilt Matorans are weaker, so he gave them absurdly strong weapons, like, Dalu has what is practically an insanity-inducing eldritch ability.
lastly, i like that both matoran types are like... convinced that they got the better deal. neither of them is suffering in their form, so Karzanhi was actually like.. not doing a bad job at all? He changed them, but not exactly for the worse, because he gave them the means to protect themselves
i realize i could very likely be completely off the mark bc all i have to go on atm is his introductory chapter and the initial revelation, but to me he reads like an angry and frustrated artist who just couldn't deliver on the job he was supposed to do, and decided to stop showing his 'broken' works to the world, which is why he started keeping the Matorans in his realm
it made me feel things & i needed to get them off my chest 😭
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