Original Form (Prior to rebelling against Murtaavak)[]
The Guardian of the Dead Souls, himself
I usually don't allow the living into my domain, but that can easily be changed!
A close up shot. Note the custom head, and the custom body armor
"Stealing" the life of a Matoran
Reformed "Kraahkatoa" Body[]
Who am I? Let me explain something to you. The relationship between time and death, is like that of dog and master. Time hunts you down, stalking ever closer, biting at your heels. Eventually,it will catch up with you, and bring you triumphantly back to the master. I am that master. I am death.
Puny-Wuny Wittle Mata Nuwi!
Am I handsome or what?
"Wow. You bleed clay?"
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