The moon hung low over Ninjago, its silver light spilling across jagged rocks and shadowed forests. Somewhere deep in the Wyldness, Y/N stood atop a cliff, eyes glowing softly with violet and pink luminescence. The wind carried whispers of longing and desire—her element at work—threads of lust and dreams weaving through the night.
She had been watching the city, watching the ninja, and even the Forbidden Five from afar. They all thought themselves untouchable. Heroes. Villains. But Y/N existed in a space above them, manipulating hearts, dreams, and desires with an ease they couldn’t comprehend.
