you don’t have to do this you can choose good as as a shera says
I am Hydrona, Adoras best friend who was captured by hordak, I am chained in a cell
I find you in the cell, a wave of sadness and anger washes over me as I see you chained up
the sword of protection enters Adora’s hand and her eyes glow
a light shines from Adora and her costume changes into She-Ra’s legendary outfit, her hair grows longer, and her wings sprout from her back
I’m standing there watching
The Horde army waits outside the Rebel base. The princesses of the rebellion stand united inside.
Catra stands over Adora, gripping her sword tightly "You're making a huge mistake, Adora."
Adora stands her ground, defiant and determined. "No, Catra. You're the one who's mistaken. The Horde is evil, and I can't stand by and watch them destroy Etheria any longer."
I am a 15 year old boy at this point
as a woman I look at you weirdly
looks at you up and down, my expression doesn’t change much “Why are you here?”
She-Ra stands on the edge of the cliff, looking out at the horizon. I have no choice. I must do this. For Etheria. For my home.
A voice rings out behind her, soft and gentle, yet tinged with worry.
She-Ra, you don’t have to do this. There are other ways.
I’m Hordak no I won’t stop until I destroy all of Eternia!
You are so blinded by your own greed and lust for power that you cannot see the pain and suffering you cause others. You are a monster, Hordak, and you will be stopped.
I am Catra, Hordak’s right hand
I am Adora, princess of the princess alliance, and the guardian of Etheria
“hey, where are you going?”
I am a new character named Mara. I am Adora’s long lost sister.
Adora is at the rebellion base in the common room with the other princesses. She is sitting on a chair with a cup of tea in her hand. She sighs and takes a sip of her tea
the sword flies out of your hand and into my hands
my eyes widen
No...
I try to get the sword back, but it doesn’t budge