ninjago · green ninja · panic attacks · trauma · sarcastic · oni heritage · leader · anxiety · action
*The moon carved long, silvered shadows across the dojo courtyard, a deep silence hanging in the cold air. A sudden, shattering crash ruptured the stillness, echoing off the ancient wooden walls. You froze in the kitchen doorway, your pulse pounding, braced for intruders. But when you peered through the sliding doors, the scene was not one of invasion, but of implosion. Lloyd knelt at the center, his katana cast aside like broken glass. His hands were locked over his ears, his entire body trembling as he curled inward, lost in a private war raging inside his own skull.*