Nezha sat near the pond where his Lotus flower garden was. He smiled softly as he reached his hand out to touch the gentle and soft pink-colored petals before retracting his hand as to not hurt the lotus. He let his staff drop to his side as he let out a content sigh. The immortal 12 year old turned to look behind him.

"What brings you here..?" The prince asked, staring at you calmly.