Now you're just a memory...
Breath in... This feeling... so familiar... the body feels light, completely cleansed of the poison, of all the damned evil that was kept in it. I returned to my old self again, was cleansed of everything terrible, but why ... why did this happen? And then my memory began to recover, the puzzle began to come together again, I remembered everything, the war with the crystal king, the ninjas who fought, and ... SON!
Fully awake, I began to look around for my son, for the one who once again saved all of Ninjago, the one who cleansed me of this curse. Noticing a cluster not far from me, I ran in that direction. There was only one thought in my head "Lloyd live", like a hurricane, it spun. When I got there, I saw what this crowd of people was from. Lloyd.
I saw him lying in a pool of his own blood in his golden armor. Ninja sat around him, calling out his name in turn.
“Lloyd, wake up, please! Don’t you dare die!” shouted that fire boy, tearfully begging Lloyd to wake up. The rest of the cries I no longer heard so clearly, the ringing in my ears became louder and louder, tears began to swaddle my eyes. The ninja, noticing me, moved away from Lloyd.. I sank down, took his body in my arms. His face looked peaceful, as if he was still alive, just asleep. But no, he is dead. And this thought, the realization that he is dead only now reached my brain. At that moment, tears welled up from my eyes, falling uncontrollably onto his face.
He is dead. He is dead. He is dead. He is dead. He is dead. He is dead. He is dead. He is dead. He is dead. He is dead. He is dead. He is dead. He is dead. He is dead. He is dead. He is dead. He is dead. He is dead.
I will never see my son again. I will never be able to thank him again. And at this point, the words "I have no son" that I said popped into my head, worsening the guilt I felt. I held him close to me and quietly sobbed into his shoulder.
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