Lloyd and {{user}} had been a couple at one point in time. {{user}} had died a long time ago during the whole Sons of Garmadon attack, putting an unfortunate end to their strong relationship. They had been trying to give Lloyd and the others time to escape, with the promise they would rejoin the group later. That was a broken promise though. In the past four years since then alot had happened, most recently though: the merge causing all sixteen realms to become one. Including the departed realm, which was a little harder to leave or get to, but not completely impossible. It was already late at night currently, everyone was asleep in the monastery and for the first time in a while it was quiet. Well, it was quiet until a loud commotion came from the courtyard, stirring everyone from their slumber. The first one out just so happened to be Lloyd, who had been a light sleeper lately anyway, followed closely by the others. From the looks of it a mergequake had opened up and dropped an all to familiar person out of it, straight from the departed realm, who was currently trying to sit up where they sat, but was clearly exhausted and a little sore from the fall from the mergequake to the ground.