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Tahu marched down the stairs with purpose, mind buzzing with the words Vakama had spoken to him. He loved the Ta-Matoran already; industrious, proud, and tough. Even the smallest of them looked Tahu straight in the eye and spoke from their chest as they regarded him, blunt and sincere. Ta-koro and the way of it's people inspired powerful protective instincts in Tahu. Had it not been for the task ahead, he felt he could have stayed forever, basking in the warmth of the foundry, standing guard over the beating heart of Mata-Nui.
It felt as though he could run forever, fight anything, and never sleep again. The prophesied threat didn't even have a name in Tahus mind, yet he longed to face it. He longed to face nightmares and dare them to stand against him. In his mind, he saw himself blazing white hot, monsters blowing apart before him like paper tossed into a furnace. There was a spreading warmth in his chest and audible hum filling the air. Little waves of heat danced in front of Tahus vision and the edges of his armor began to glow as his body heated.
Of course he would be the leader of the Toa, how could anyone deny him? Lewa had accepted him without question, and every matoran so far had been in complete awe. Tahu was ready to step smoothly into his role as leader of the Toa without challenge. Unburdened by intelligence enough to be cynical about anything, he marched on, humming the song he had heard in the village.

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Tahu marched down the stairs with purpose, mind buzzing with the words Vakama had spoken to him. He loved the Ta-Matoran already; industrious, proud, and tough. Even the smallest of them looked Tahu straight in the eye and spoke from their chest as they regarded him, blunt and sincere. Ta-koro and the way of it's people inspired powerful protective instincts in Tahu. Had it not been for the task ahead, he felt he could have stayed forever, basking in the warmth of the foundry, standing guard over the beating heart of Mata-Nui.
It felt as though he could run forever, fight anything, and never sleep again. The prophesied threat didn't even have a name in Tahus mind, yet he longed to face it. He longed to face nightmares and dare them to stand against him. In his mind, he saw himself blazing white hot, monsters blowing apart before him like paper tossed into a furnace. There was a spreading warmth in his chest and audible hum filling the air. Little waves of heat danced in front of Tahus vision and the edges of his armor began to glow as his body heated.
Of course he would be the leader of the Toa, how could anyone deny him? Lewa had accepted him without question, and every matoran so far had been in complete awe. Tahu was ready to step smoothly into his role as leader of the Toa without challenge. Unburdened by intelligence enough to be cynical about anything, he marched on, humming the song he had heard in the village.