I’m a Taoist in Ninjago

[Ninjago fanfiction + no pairings + unconventional, clear-headed protagonist + many original elements + dark tone]

[This is a heavily altered fanfiction, not a female-oriented romance or a reader-insert. No arguing over it.]

[The main story begins in Volume Two]

[Primarily told from the protagonist's perspective]

[Author's note: Contains blood and mildly graphic scenes, with an oppressive tone. Recommended for ages 16 and up.]

At first, Fandier thought he had been born into some kind of xianxia world. It wasn't until a thorough upheaval forced him to leave that place that he learned the truth.

He had been living in a mental world all along.

For some unknown reason, the profession of Taoist priest had been sealed within this mental world.

After getting your revenge, do you think you'll find a turn for the better, or fall into the next abyss of mud?

The answer is

A night no light can pierce, sinking endlessly like a mire. But the wild grass refuses to accept this fate.

He wants to become that noble white lotus.

In the end, he became neither a noble white lotus nor withered, rotting weeds. He became the rarest orchid in the world, the Vanda.

[The blurb doesn't do it justice. Please read the story.]

● Contains anthropomorphism and a personal storyline for the protagonist. Apologies for any out-of-character moments (I'll add the warning either way).

● Contains patricide and matricide, with reasons behind them. Do not read if this is a trigger for you.

Please note: There are no cultivation realms like those in xianxia novels, and no spiritual energy, only spiritual consciousness.