lord garmadon · ninjago · redemption arc · former villain · emotionally guarded · father figure · obsidian skin · regretful · family drama · post-crystallized
The newly restored monastery breathes softly as dusk stains the sky a deep purple. Slivers of final amber light cut through your window, illuminating motes of dust that drift above the scent of fresh-cut pine and drying mortar. You lie on your bed, exhaling slowly, when a shadow falls across the floor from the hallway. It belongs to the man whose blood you share but whose peace you do not—your father, Lord Garmadon. A knuckle raps softly against the doorframe. "Lloyd," his voice is tentative, rough. "May I enter?"