樂高幻影忍者官方小說

作者: Tommy Andreasen

原文與圖片來自ninjago wiki

譯者：醉酒異客

若有翻譯不準處請在評論區(qū)糾正

我需要等待。等待，這就像是一個陰魂不散的詛咒，我整整一生都飽受它的折磨，死后依然如此?；钪臅r候，我一直在做別人的尾隨者，而如今，我將改變我的命運。忍者國并不是我的久留之地，我需要開辟新的疆土。我曾經試圖利用暗影國度

（譯者注：見文末補充）

，結果失敗了－－忍者們成功地喚醒了陽之龍；然后我試圖尋找泰拉漢之壺，結果也失敗了；后來我去了黑暗之島，那幫忍者又一次阻撓了我的計劃－－我宿敵的弟弟用黃金機甲毀掉了一切。我痛恨光明，哪里有它我就要倒霉！就連加滿都都投靠了光明，變成了一個老好人，我早該料到他會這樣的。他在年輕的時候就是個騙子，竟然用幻影旋轉術搶走了我名正言順的魔王稱號，真令人羞恥！ 當然，我成功地逃脫了所有的災禍。如今我在這里，坐在我的王位上，耐心地等待著我的時機。我的王位是由死人的尸骨搭成的，而我，則是地下世界的統(tǒng)治者。 要想拿下這個世界簡直輕而易舉。自從薩姆卡被消滅，整支骷髏軍團徹底沒了目標。這些殘廢的戰(zhàn)士們在那場失敗的戰(zhàn)斗中名譽掃地，它們就像是失去方向的綿羊，盼著被救贖。而我將重整這支隊伍，帶領它們走出迷途！但眼下我還需要等待。我的計劃離成功不遠了：為我工作的元素大師正在履行其職責；過不了多久，那個被我利用的可憐家伙也將完成其在諾姆的任務。頭上帶著裂痕的男孩已經被引誘到適當?shù)牡攸c了，一旦那兒積攢了足夠的江戶魔力，我就會撕開這個裂痕，帶領我的這些不死的戰(zhàn)士們走向新的輝煌。 我需要等待…… “克勞斯？”楊若有所思，我剛剛對他講了我們過去與克勞斯交往的各種經歷?！拔艺J識陳，亡靈節(jié)那天我把他請回來了?！碧崞鹉莻€亡靈節(jié)，他看起來有些羞愧，但除了克勞斯之外，我確實沒有見過別的巫師，更別說江戶巫師了?？藙谒沟哪е鋾烙嬤€算靠譜，不然江戶巫術不可能在那家伙手中穩(wěn)定運轉那么久?！澳銈儼阉鼰龤У臎Q定是明智的，那本書在克勞斯手中可能會惹出大麻煩?！睏畲髱熣f道?！霸诤诎抵畭u上，他曾想用暗物質來加強他的魔法，但被吳大師阻止了，然后他進入了一個時空漩渦，至今杳無音信。你認為眼下這件事和他有關嗎？” 雖然我能猜出來答案會是什么，但我還是問了?！拔覀兊米龊米顗牡拇蛩?。幽靈如果不附在什么物件上的話，無法長久地留在忍者國，你肯定不能指望在這兒找到他。但他即使待在別的國度，對忍者國也相當危險。我回去再好好想想?！睏畲髱熣郎蕚鋸男は裆舷?，卻被我攔住了－－我還有別的事沒問完，我向他講起了賈拉漢的夢境。 “對于此事，我也不太清楚?！彼麚u了搖頭，說道：“我只知道你、賈拉漢還有摩羅身上有一個共同點：你們三個都接觸過死亡，也都被詛咒過。但你成功地擺脫了你的詛咒，所以你也別太悲觀了?！薄澳悄α_是否也擺脫了他的詛咒呢？”我問道。楊大師沒有回答，他看上去也并不比我明白多少。隨后，他從肖像上消褪了。 我離開了密室，絞盡腦汁地思索著楊說的話，走向外面的世界。我都該給塞莉爾他們說些什么？我，賈拉漢，摩羅，甚至還有克勞斯，我們之間有共同點？是因為我們之前都是幽靈嗎？還有什么江戶魔力，大地元素，建筑物，裂痕……我，土元素大師，眼下正與一些能夠集中江戶魔力的建筑物待在一起，這就是我頭上的裂痕即將打開的原因嗎？那么如果我離開諾姆的話，不就什么事都沒有了嗎？這樣好像也不是不行唉……可是諾姆這個地方顯然要出什么事情，我不能在這個骨節(jié)眼上甩手走人啊……忍者從不拋棄忍者，我知道，大師…… 正當我漫步穿過諾姆的街巷時，我聽見旁邊的一戶人家中傳出了很熟悉的聲音－－那是我父親的聲音。屋子里的收音機正在播放著皇家鐵匠樂隊的歌《我要復仇》，旁邊有一個老婦人一邊洗著盤子，一邊跟著旋律哼唱著。這首歌在那個亡靈節(jié)之后突然火了，之前它一直名不經傳，但后來，爸爸借著亡靈節(jié)恐怖襲擊事件的熱度將它重新發(fā)行了一遍，它就一炮走紅了。我為爸爸的成功感到非常高興，音樂創(chuàng)作一直是他最熱愛的事業(yè)。我想，他估計能從這首歌中賺到相當可觀的利潤。掙錢當然不是人生的目標，卻也是生活的重要基礎，不是嗎？至少杰會認同這個觀點，他的父母都是社會底層人民，童年生活家徒四壁，一貧如洗。他一直幻想著能一夜暴富，并且還相信，作為一名雷電大師，他有預卜先知的能力－－我不知道他是怎么說服自己的。“今天我會收到一封信！信中會告訴我，我得到了一大筆錢！肯定會的！絕對沒錯！”他經常會信誓旦旦地這么告訴我們，還把老郵差逼到墻角，“你為什么不把我的信給我？我要我的信！快點把它給我??！”可憐的郵差。

（譯者注：我個人認為杰應該在等著繼承生父的遺產，但寇不知道這件事）

話又說回來，我到底該怎么給塞莉爾他們說這些事?。空斘蚁胝覀€地方，好好琢磨琢磨這個棘手的問題時，我頭上的裂痕一下子劇烈地疼痛起來，好像一個在暗中埋伏著的敵人向我發(fā)起了突襲。那一刻，我聽到夢中那個聲音正在呼喚我的名字。這一定是我的幻覺，可它實在是太真實了。我辨認出了這個聲音，但這已經不是我記憶里那個和善的聲音了，它充滿了痛苦與絕望，好像在對一個無法企及的人說話一樣…… 寇漫步穿過了諾姆的街巷，但他沒有注意到，一雙眼睛正在盯著他，更確切地說，那是一具骷髏的空眼窩。它已經獲得了來自新國王的承諾，很快，它將被賦予新的生命……

文末補充：

“暗影國度”事件出現(xiàn)于官方的一個木偶劇中，B站上有原視頻，見@諸葛恨玉，我就不多介紹了。這個故事應該算是官方出的偏正典，但是劇情設定里全是bug。

另附原文： I need to be patient. It has become my cursed mantra during my residency here. I have been patient all of my life so why should death be any different for me? I have spent most of my life as a follower. In death I have attempted to come into my own. I knew what remained of me had limited time in Ninjago so I had to seek new battlegrounds. My Realm of Shadows endeavor was not exactly a success. The Ninja managed to bring the Dragon of Light before me. Later I failed to acquire the Teapot of Tyrahn in time and left for the Dark Island. But even there the Ninja thwarted my plans, or rather my old rival's brother thwarted me with his father's golden hulk of an atrocity. I hate light; it seems to be my bane. Even Garmadon had embraced the light and become a goody-two-shoes when I cheated on the Cursed Realm. I should have know better. Even when he was younger he was a cheat. Using Spinjutzu to rob me of my rightful title of Lord. Dishonorable! I escaped and now I am here. Being patient King of my own Realm . . . Sitting on a throne made from the bones of dead men. King of the Underworld. This place was ripe for a take over. These plain Skullkin are sheep with no direction. They are broken warriors disgraced in battle without redemption or honor. They are creatures with no aspiration and direction and yearn to be governed and be shown a way. And do I have plans of them! But for now I must remain patient. The plan is nearing its conclusion: the Elemental Master in my employ has played its part for now. It will be a matter of time before my hapless pawn in Nom finishes his misguided vanity project. The boy with the rift has been lured into place, and soon when enough Edo power has built up, I will rip open that rift and put my prisoners and my undead warriors to good use Patience. . . . "Clouse?" Yang ponders. I have just told him everything about our previous encounters with the sorcerer. "I know about Chen. I did invite him back on the Day of the Departed." I look ashamed saying that, but I never had an associate who was a sorcerer. And an Edo Sorcerer at that. I guess some of the more stable incantations were documented in that book of his. "You were wise to burn it. He is a ghost now, but he can still do magic." I tell him. "On the Dark Island he has used dark matter to strengthen his magic. But Master Wu stopped him. We saw him pulled through some vortex and we have no idea what happened to him. Do you really think this can have something to do with him?" I ask though I kind of know what the reply will be. "We must assume the worst. I will not find him in this realm though at least yet Ghosts can only sustain themselves for so long in Ninjago without being attached to a physical vessel, but you know this is still an Edo Sorcerer out there somewhere is indeed troubling. I must ponder this." It looks like it's about to withdraw from the painting, but I stop him. I need to know about Jerahn's dream. "It is not clear yet." He shakes his head. "But there are three things you, Jerahn and Morro have in common. You have been touched by death, and each of you in your own way have been cursed. You have been freed from theirs. Maybe you should take some hope and consolation in that I remind him that Morro had to be completely free himself of his." Sensei Yang looks as troubled as I do. He fades. I board up the secret room as I think hard about what Yang just told me, and how much of this I need to share with Seliel and her dad. I am in two minds about how much I can trust them. My mind is racing with connections. Me, Jerahn, Morro even Clouse? We have all been ghosts. And then there is the whole Edo, earth, rift, buildings, and me connection. Is the rift on my forehead opening because I, Master of Earth, have been around buildings which draw on the Edo power? Here I am in a new Edo hotspot of Ninjago! Maybe I should just get far away from here and the Temple of Airjitzu. That, all of a sudden, seems like a very compelling solution to try out. But then I think of Jerahn, the students, their neighbors and families who may need help. Ninja never leaves a ninja behind. I remember that much. Master I make my way down the building discreetly. As I walk though the town I hear a very familiar voice from a nearby window. My father and his Royal Blacksmiths are singing "Revenge will be Mine" from a radio while an old woman cleaning dishes hums along. It became quite a hit after the Stone Warriors attacked on the Day of the Departed. Gayle Gossip and her news crew were broadcasting from the concert, and because of the exposure and reruns the event got in the days after, my dad and his band decided to re-release the song. It was never a big hit, but now it's really taken off. Be nice to see him happy again. Like real happiness. Money is not the answer, but maybe if they make a nice profit off it, I can really relax a bit and find some new creative spark. What do you think? I think of Jay and how cheerful it seems. I've been born in a junk yard and have poor parents so I guess I've been trying to convince me that with Lightning Powers eat Lightning Foresight. "Today a letter will arrive! A letter that will grant a great fortune! The Lightning Foresight has sparked the knowledge in my mind!" I have dramatically proclaimed a number of times and then I have almost overpowered the mail-man to get the mail yelling "WHY ARE YOU HOLDING OUT ON ME!!! HAND IT OVER ALREADY!!!" . . . Poor mail-man. But back to the issue a hand: What do I tell Seliel and her father?!?! I guess I have a few hours to work it out. Like a threat to me now. Like an enemy waiting to strike The rift on my head hurts and I hear the voice from the dream call my name again I convince myself that I just imagine it, but it seems all too real I recognize the voice, but it's not the tender voice from my childhood anymore. It's filled with sorrow and desperation The kind of tone you speak to one who is beyond your reach. As Cole walks down the street, a pair of eyes watch him. Or rather, an empty pair of eye-sockets on a creature that has been promised by its new King soon to be whole again. . . .