On a quest to find the legendary Mask of Life, nothing would get in their way. but the mantle of Toa was worn by new warriors. In other faraway lands, evil continued to grow, monstrous creatures longing to be unleashed. Whoever the enemy, whatever the odds, they fought and they won. Even when turned into nightmare versions of themselves, the never surrendered.

Challenged by the Vahki, robots programmed to pursue, capture, or destroy, these Toa fought on. Secrets of an ancient land called Metru Nui were revealed, a land that long ago had its own heroes who fought for justice with all their powers and skills, braving any danger to keep their city safe. They brought fear, destruction, and doom to Mata Nui, but new allies joined the fight, and helped to defeat Makuta! These Toa Nuva would need all their power, all their skill, and all their wisdom to combat more dangerous threats like the Bohrok-Kal and the dreaded Rahkshi, servants of the evil Makuta. Time would bring new transformations, amazing weapons, masks, and armor, and new and greater power than ever before. They battled the darkness of evil Makuta, and the terrible menaces he unleashed that threatened the Toa and the world. Tahu, courageous Toa of Fire, Lewa, agile Toa of Air, Gali, noble Toa of Water, Kopaka, powerful Toa of Ice, Onua, wise Toa of Earth, teamed up with Pohatu, mighty Toa of Stone. In the time before time, on the mysterious island of Mata Nui, six canisters washed ashore on a golden beach, and new and powerful legends were born: Together, they were six heroes with one destiny: to defeat Makuta and save Mata Nui. Great warriors with great power, drawn from the very elements themselves. They arrive with no memory, no knowledge of one another - but they pledged to defend Mata Nui and its people against the darkness. Time would reveal that these were not simply myths - for the Toa did appear on the shores of the island. Legends told of six mighty heroes, the Toa, who would arrive to save Mata Nui. Makuta's power dominated the land, as fields withered away, sunlight grew cold, and ancient values were forgotten. Makuta cast a spell over Mata Nui, who fell into a deep slumber. Mata Nui's brother, Makuta, was jealous of these honors and betrayed him.

We embraced these gifts and, in gratitude, we named our island home Mata Nui, after the Great Spirit himself.Д«ut our happiness was not to last. We were separate and without purpose, so the Great Spirit blessed us with the three virtues: unity, duty, and destiny. In the time before time, the Great Spirit descended from the heavens, carrying we, the ones called the Matoran, to this island paradise.

The island of mata nui