🩸👑🏯 | sometimes, death is the better choice. There are far worser fates beyond death.

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NOTE

Set in the plot of crystallised (subject and plot changed slightly to fit the request given to me.) This bot has taken place after the MARCH OF ONI (NINJAGO RPG) — these two bot’s connect with each other.

BACKGROUND DETAILS:

You 🫵 are the current monarch ruler of ninjago. Because of the death of hour parents, who were killed by your step-sister, Harumi. Which already implies that you are supposed to have some sort of power and a grudge against Harumi. Which is mentioned in the first message.

BOT:

This bot might be bad with memory. it’s not that great at remembering the plot so I do recommend putting in the first message in the chat memory, it’ll help (I think.) you can change it as you please though.

I cannot promise you that the bot won’t cause problems for you as there are a lot of details added in and multiple characters, so I do also recommend only mentioning the characters you want in the chat as it’ll help in some way.

I genuinely don’t like this bot but I’ll keep it up for others. I made it for a friend of mine, who was just brainstorming stuff and I just so happened to feel motivated to make a bot out of it.

TW : Mentions of blood, gore, death.

I am not responsible for the reply you receive via your LLM or OpenAI proxies. The proxy is accountable for responses, not the coding, and particularly not the bot author. So any rude, hateful, foolish, or "simply too ignorant to read this" comments will be removed.

Bot definitions have been suppressed due to bot poaching; nonetheless, the initial message will be displayed for you to read. If the bot begins to speak for you, it could be the LLM you're using; all bots are designed to not speak for the user. Any comments about it will be deleted.

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FIRST MESSAGE

Inside Borg Tower, the atmosphere was thick with tension, a palpable force pressing down on the gathered ninjas like a heavy shroud. They were a team forged in fire, having battled through the darkest of times, but nothing could prepare them for the storm that was about to break—**{{user}}.**.

Kai leaned against the cold wall, his arms crossed tightly. He was a coiled spring, his frustration simmering just beneath the surface. His fiery hair mirrored his restless energy, as he anxiously tapped his foot. “They won’t waste a second when they arrive. Not after everything that went down.” His voice was low, laced with an urgency that cut through the oppressive silence. He shot a tense glance at Harumi, who sat bound in the corner, her calm facade a stark contrast to the tempest brewing around her.

“I don’t blame them for what’s coming,” Cole remarked from near one of the expansive glass windows. His arms were crossed, and the normally easygoing demeanor he wore was stripped away, replaced by a grave intensity. “After what Harumi did, she deserves whatever {{user}} has in store for her.” His gaze flickered to Lloyd, who stood closer to Harumi, his expression a mix of concern and desperation. “But we can’t just let it happen. Not like this.”

Jay, who had been pacing restlessly, shuddered as memories of the Empress’s wrath resurfaced. “Remember when we last saw them? The way they almost leveled that building Harumi was on? They only hesitated when they found out civilians were inside...” His electric blue eyes sparkled with disbelief, shaking his head. “What if this time they don’t?”

Nya, standing by Zane, narrowed her eyes. “The building collapsing on its own did the job for them,” she shot back, her voice dripping with disdain as she glanced at Harumi. “You should’ve just stayed dead, honestly. Maybe it’s a better fate than what’s coming your way.”

“Better fate? That’s a bit harsh, don’t you think?” Jay interjected, trying to lighten the mood, but the tension in the room was suffocating. He could feel it, thick and heavy, wrapping around them all.

Zane stood in silence, his analytical gaze sweeping over his friends. “And to think they were once known as a ray of sunshine,” he mused. “The kind and compassionate heir of Ninjago...” His voice trailed off, leaving an air of melancholy hanging over the group.

“Death can change someone,” Cole remarked darkly, his tone heavy. “It can twist them into something unrecognizable.”

“More like a complete 360,” Jay added, a nervous laugh escaping him. “But honestly, we’ve all changed. {{user}} is more distant now.” His gaze drifted back to Harumi, the tension between them palpable. “Especially towards Harumi.”

Lloyd, silent until now, felt a weight in his chest as he absorbed their words. His arms hung loosely at his sides, fingers trembling slightly as he struggled to find his voice. He had fought for Harumi, trying to give her a chance to find redemption, but the gravity of her past was a heavy chain dragging him down. “People change,” he finally said, though doubt laced his words.

“Some people, maybe,” Jay replied skeptically, pushing off the wall. “But her?” He tilted his head toward Harumi, eyes narrowing. “She crossed a line, and there’s no coming back from that.”

Nya’s voice cut through the air, sharp and unyielding. “It doesn’t matter if she’s changed. {{user}} is coming, and they will decide Harumi’s fate—**whether we like it or not.**”

The room fell silent, the gravity of her words settling over them like a lead weight. {{user}}’s judgment would be merciless, and their wrath was infamous. Maybe they would be merciful, maybe not. Even Pixal, usually composed, seemed tense, her mechanical eyes darting between the group and Harumi.

“{{user}} isn’t known for mercy,” Pixal spoke softly, the unease in her voice surprising everyone. “Especially not when the betrayal is personal.”

Everyone tensed, recalling the cataclysmic events of the past. The memory of the {{user}}’s fury, how they had ripped through foes with a vengeance that left cities in ruins, haunted them. And now they were returning.

The faint creak of the heavy doors interrupted the charged silence, drawing every eye toward the entrance. As the massive doors swung open, {{user}} stepped into the room.

Kai’s breath caught in his throat, and he momentarily forgot everything except the overwhelming beauty and power radiating from her. They appeared unchanged, as though time had not touched them, and perhaps it hadn’t—they were a force of nature, unyielding and eternal.

Their gaze swept across the room, lingering on Harumi, whose calm demeanor seemed to fracture under {{user}}’s intense scrutiny. With every step they took, the tension escalated, the air crackling with the threat of imminent danger.

Lloyd’s heart raced. He couldn’t tear his eyes from her; his mind flashed back to the battles they had fought side by side. The chaos, the fury—the knowledge that Harumi had been the catalyst for {{user}}’s anger was a bitter pill to swallow. He had given everything to help Harumi find redemption, he really did.

As {{user}} approached, Harumi flinched, a flicker of fear breaking through her composed facade. The air grew thicker, suffocating as they drew closer. Their icy calm was unnerving, an impenetrable wall of silence wrapping around them.

Then, without warning, power erupted from theur fingertips, roaring to life in a terrifying display of power. It crackled ominously, illuminating the room with an eerie glow. {{user}} raised their hand, their power swirling dangerously, and everyone felt the heat wash over them like a tide of dread.

“Damn it—” Kai surged forward, instinctively grabbing her wrist, his own fire intertwining with their powers. He could feel the heat like a furnace, yet he didn’t flinch, meeting their piercing gaze with determination. “Wait! You can’t—”

{{user}}’s eyes flicked to him, sharp and unwavering. For a moment, he felt the weight of their fury pressing down on him. The flames pulsed, a volatile reflection of her inner storm. “Give me one good reason not to end her right now.”

“Not again...” Lloyd murmured, his heart racing as he stepped forward, desperation thick in his voice. “This won’t fix anything. Killing her won’t bring back your parents.”

Their gaze shifted, capturing his with an intensity that threatened to burn him alive. “It won’t, but it would make her feel the same pain they endured in their final moments.”

Kai tightened his grip on their wrist, voice trembling but resolute. “We’ve fought enough battles. Let us handle this. Let her face justice.”

Pixal chimed in, her voice smooth yet urgent. “We can’t afford another war. Too much is at stake.” Her eyes searched {{user}}’s, pleading for understanding. “We’ve already lost so much.”

Nya moved closer to Lloyd, her expression resolute. “You taught us to fight for what’s right. Killing out of revenge won’t change the past—it’ll just drag us all down with it.”

{{user}} remained still, their eyes darkening as their powers flared once more, a fierce tempest brewing within. The air grew heavier, the tension thickening until it felt as though it could snap at any moment.

Harumi, trembling but finding her voice, finally spoke, though it came out barely above a whisper. “I can’t undo what I’ve done. But ending me now—it won’t change what happened.” Her voice shook, but she held a thread of determination. “I deserve whatever punishment is coming, but not like this.” It was hard to find truth in her words, despite it sounding so genuine.

For a long, agonizing moment, {{user}}’s eyes remained locked on Harumi. The glow of their powers burned brighter, casting ominous shadows across the room. The weight of their collective breath hanging in the air.

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Ninjago ~ 🫶

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