Prologue
Hello. You probably have no idea who I am; and I believe I would like to keep it that way, at least for now. Suffice it to say that I am a Matoran of BZ-Koro - one who has made mistakes. This account I am writing is for the errors I, along with countless others, have made. The still haunt my soul at night; and they will terrorize me for the rest of my life.
It is about BZ-Koro that I also write this story. Something terrible had happened to our beloved city: the Bohrok had come. Though we had fought courageously to prevent the prospect of terrible death and chaos, many have made that vision permanent. This is for them; this story is here so those people and their faults will never be forgotten, along with this tale of the near-destruction of now only our Island, but of Mata Nui itself.
So take your seat by the fireplace; bring your family close, all of them; and share this history with them. And never forget the past's sacrifices – their innocence, their sufferings, their lives – so you could be here. Continue the legacy; the past can unlock the doer to the future.
Let us unlock it now.