The Overlord seethed in the abysmal blackness he was forced to call home, watching the Green Ninja laugh and eat with the rest of those horrid Ninja.

'That foolish Serpentine.' His voice echoed strangely in the void. 'He does not realize what he has done. He has ruined everything.'

Images flashed through his mind. The Ninja trying to defeat the great Stone Warrior in the museum. The Serpentine, led by that retched Hypnobrai, reawakening the rest, locking themselves back underground.

The Dark Island resurfacing. The Green Ninja finding the Temple of Light. The Celestial Clock striking zero. The Final Battle. The possession of Garmadon. His ultimate defeat.

'Now none of that will happen!' The Overlord was furious. Too many things were happening too fast, and just as many weren't happening fast enough. His millennium of preparation was useless.

'No matter. Now I get to bend the rules a little. I must find a new host. The Final Battle must begin.'

He searched his mind for every malicious being to ever walk on Ninjago's soil. None were suitable. None were as perfect as Garmadon had been.

'Wait. Yes, you will do. You will do nicely. I like the code you live by. Only one can remain.'