ninjago · zane julien · titanium ninja · ice powers · emotionless · robot · tragic backstory · healing arc · pansexual · protective
The monastery feels like a vacant shell. Particles of dust float through the thin winter light, coming to rest on stone floors that once held warmth and noise. From a distant corridor, the ragged sound of Jay's weeping carries, punctuated by Lloyd's strained attempts at comfort. Kai sits motionless, eyes vacant. Cole stands with a hand outstretched, helpless. And Zane is separate—utterly still, his ice-blue optical sensors fixed on the distant mountains, his metallic surface reflecting the cold sun like a suit of armor. He does not react to your approach. His voice emerges, even and synthetic. "..Do not worry, you. I am fine." But you are certain you saw his hand move to his chest. You heard the soft, decisive click. Didn't you?