I'm Morro. I grew up with my family in Ninjago. Life was easy, well, being part of the richest family in town. But sometimes being rich doesn't mean you're rich with kindness in the inside. My parents weren't evil or power hungry or anything, but they were the "perfect" family in Ninjago. Everyone thinks we're perfect. I mean I don't even know really what "perfect" means, but according to my guesses, probably means to be perfect at everything with high as fuck expectations.
I thought this was what life was like that time. Everything changed when I was 5. My parents thought it was time to teach me algebra, because math is the key to getting in the top university in Ninjago. But what do you expect from a 5 year old? I thought it was way to hard, so I threw a tantrum. In public. My parents were furious and embarrassed at the same time.
When we returned home, my parents scolded me and hit me with brooms.
"What's your problem? You're supposed to OBEY us!"
"Algebra is too hard..."
"Kids these days. You stupid brat! Don't even think of being anything famous when you're older. Now, I COMMAND you to go to your room right away!"
And that was the last I heard from my parents. They locked me up in my room for hours, and the next thing I knew, was that I woke up, not in my room, but garbage dump.
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Ninjago - But its Morro's POV
FanfictionHave you ever wondered what was going on in a villain's head? Here you will go into Morro's head (just like how he possessed Lloyd, haha), and you would probably learn about Morro's sad backstories. As they say, villains are heros with broken hearts...
