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PART 2

After being depressed and crying silently for a few hours, which got boring, he decided to move again. His legs still weren't working, which was growing very annoying. To make it worse, this form was still rather weak, and it was very tiring to drag himself around.

It was getting rather dark. He wouldn't be able to see as well soon, and it would be dangerous. There were forbidden creatures on this island, creatures that had escaped from the dark realm. The realm where his failed possession choice came from. Garmadon was it? No use dawdling on the thoughts of the old dark lord, he was good now.

He missed his warriors… If only he could find just one, then he would be fine. Not every single one had gone to Ninjago, had they?

They probably had… There was nothing that needed guarding, none that would be left behind in case of an emergency. No one had planned for that. All his plans failed… That he knew now…

But… He. Never. Gave. Up.

Even if he was destined to always fail, he would keep trying. Good and Evil always fought, and that was a fact. A fact he didn't like, but couldn't deny. He was driven by revenge. It was time to start making a new plan. The perfect plan. What did that blasted Spinjitzu Master have that he didn't?

An island? No, he had his. The island had been split into two for each other, even if his was sunken for all those lonely years. He hated his island, and all tropical things really.

A dragon? No, he was a dragon, so that wasn't it.

A big machine? No, he had the Garmatron or whatever that idiot had named it. He wondered what happened to it… It was probably demolished.

Children? He had his army. No! That was it! The first Spinjitzu master had his two mortal sons, one good, and one evil. No one hated them! They were always loved by someone and could feel. He didn't have an heir, was that all it would take? But where would he get one? He couldn't make one from dark matter. That just wouldn't work. It would just become another emotionless stone warrior. He began to form a new plan, a plan he was sure wouldn't fail but probably would anyways.

It seemed impossible, his plan, but he knew how to start it. But, first things first, he had to figure out how to use his legs. He got an idea, a stupid one really, but an idea. He set off, dragging himself once again. This time with a destination.

-a while later-

He stared down at the pool of dark matter. How was he supposed to get down there? The ground gave way beneath him and he fell in. At least it was a solution. Being in the Dark Matter was strange. It was eerily quiet and when he looked up, the sky was a light shade of purple. Feeling was starting to return to his legs, slowly but surely. While he was down there, he decided to make his new identity.

He was to become a boy who had been stuck on the island forever, never knowing when exactly he came. He had no memory of his time there, or of anything there. Something had happened to him, a bright light perhaps, and he found it difficult to walk. Now all he needed was a name…

But what name would suit this new him? A scheming little liar that sought help from so called heroes?

He thought and thought, and then remembered a word from a language he used to know. Kurai, Dark, it was perfect. He would be Kurai, a strange boy who didn't know where he came from or why he was him. Being The Overlord was over. What was he the lord of? Nothing, that was for sure.

Now to find a way to get to Ninjago… He pulled himself out of the pool and tried to stand. It was hard, but walking would be impossible. He wasn't used to it yet. He leaned heavily on the side of the pool and walked to the machine that would pull trays of the matter out. He got onto it and pulled the lever that activated it. It brought the dark entity to the top, and he crawled off. Discovering that even if he couldn't walk, he could crawl, he decided to search for a way off on the beaches.

Could victory finally be his?