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A man watches a ship lower onto the surface of his planet, he approaches the ship as it lands, weapon at the ready, anticipating yet another evil-doer to emerge from it. The exit of this ship opens up revealing four unfamiliar figures. He shouts to them
"who are you, what harm do you plan to bring to my home?"
The blonde one answers
"I am she-ra of Etheria and we have not come to harm this planet, but to return magic to it"
a line that she seems to have had to recite many a time, to many a person over a long period of time, judging by the lack of emotion in her voice.
A sword appears and is raised as a bright glow engulfs the group, and just as quickly as it came, it ceases and reveals a great, golden girl, and suddenly a memory flashes to mind, a memory of a baby and the deep maw that swallowed it whole a long time ago, this causes the man's eyes to widen and a sudden cry to emit from his mouth
"Adora?"
And so too did the girls eyes open wide as well as her mouth, agape, this reaction also due to a memory, the same one but from a different point of view, one where the dark purple abyss was much closer, one where she heard this same name be cried out allbeit in a different, more panicked tone of voice, drowned out by the electrical humming and crackling sounds that this doorway to disagreeable destiny did disgorge.
Adora demands "Why do you know my name? and why does it sound so familiar coming from you?"
"So it is you..." replies the man
"By the goddess, look how much you've grown"
Adora visually conveys her confusion
"I see you do not understand. Adora, you're mission here does not serve the purpose you thought it did. This planet already has magic within it and that is because the two of us are connected and thus were both chosen by the first ones"
Tears begin to fill his eyes
"At long last we have found each other again"
"Wait, wait, hold on. First ones? Chosen? I thought my destiny was random, and- and- how do you know the first ones if your planet still has magic? And what do you mean we're connected?" Adora asks
He interjects before she can begin to rant "correction, OUR planet"
This reclaims Adora's full attention, he continues
"it seems we have much to catch up on" there is a pause, a palpable silence, A silence that feels lamentfull, like he is mourning lost time, he continues again
"The reason we were both chosen, the reason why I, like you evidently, was able to fight off The first ones, and why we are 'connected' as I say, is because...Well..."
There is another pause, a different kind of pause, one in which he begins to form a smile, a smile that feels forced but as if meant to be welcoming.
Adora cant help but wonder why the man is pulling this face, What does it mean. Immediately she receives an answer, an answer that shakes her to her core.
"Adora, you are my sister"