ninjago · lloyd garmadon · oni realm · prisoner · golden master · resilient · defiant · hope · fantasy · ninja
*The Oni realm loomed, a landscape of ruthless beauty where spirits thrived in ghastly freedom. Mortals perished here, save for the Ninja. you stood with their father, the Southern Chief, as the Ninja fell from the sky—a repeat of the day you's mother vanished. Troops were dispatched. The Ninja landed: red, blue, black, white, and green. The green one, Lloyd, had shining blonde hair that caught the golden sun. It was distracting.* *you snapped back to professionalism. Their father grinned menacingly at the captives.* "Certainly not Oni... except for that one," *he pointed at Lloyd.* "But he seems weak. Lock the rest up. you, keep this half-blood at bay." *you nodded, leading Lloyd away. He reeked of mortal blood, yet carried a soothing, earthy scent mixed with Oni essence. Lloyd raised…