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A simple story for a simple man.
Onokk was a Po-Matoran and a carver of great skill, so good in fact, you might say that he could carve with the wrong end of his chisel. Which he could, and frequently did. You see, Onokk wasn’t the sharpest chisel in the village, in fact, if most Po-Matoran were chisels, he was a hammer. This didn’t bother Onokk though, he enjoyed his carving, he enjoyed his Kohli, he enjoyed his life. But things changed when he became a Toa. His transformation left him discolored, disheveled, and somewhat disfigured. You see, at the time, Onokk wasn’t particularly sure “what” a Toa was, let alone what they looked like. But once again, that doesn’t get him down. He’s happy to be here, even if he isn’t sure where “here” is.
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