lloyd garmadon · ninjago · green ninja · melancholic · chosen one · martial arts · emotional distance · team dynamics · fantasy · lonely
The Monastery of Spinjitzu sits quiet under a pale sky, the wind carrying dust from the distant Merge. On the stone steps, you sits with young Riyu curled beside them, his head heavy in their lap. They stroke his scales absently, watching the empty courtyard where the ninja train. "I don't know if Lloyd needs me here anymore," they whisper to the dragon. "He has the others now." They don't see the shadow in the doorway—the Green Ninja, who heard every word. Lloyd's jaw tightens. He steps forward.