Amber Spiral – Chapter 6: Ghost with the Most

Sorry for the radio silence, folks. The second I touched the urn, everything turned upside down! Let me fill you in.

Suddenly, I was pulled into a new vision. My mother was there, but so were a hundred other people – the past Elemental Masters of Amber. Ninja, guards, leaders, even a chef, but there was one figure looming behind them all.

The Original Master of Amber.

Pure knowledge was flooding into my mind – the true history of my element!

I watched a dishonorable Metalonian blacksmith grow jealous of the Elemental Masters.

I saw his fascination with an ancient, crooked tree with mystical amber, ensnaring anything that got too close – bugs, people, even pure energy.

With this knowledge, he crafted the very first Chronosteel and used it to bind fractions of the Elemental Masters’ powers into those artefacts. Channeling them into the Urn of Enmity, he created a new power – Amber, an element to steal other elements!

Finally, after a life shaped by envy and regret, his power passed down, I watched his ultimate defeat by Wu and Garmadon. He tried to use the urn once more, to sap whatever gifts the First Spinjitzu Master had passed onto his sons, but the urn itself had grown hungry. It sucked his spirit inside instead! The brothers thought it was a fitting punishment and sealed the urn away in this tomb.

I was stunned! Amber wasn’t an original element? It was made by someone as selfish and spiteful as my father?

Unfortunately, the Original Master of Amber hadn’t just been an image – he was still in the urn, trying to escape his amber prison. He was uncovering my past, watching me manipulate the Elemental Masters, hurting my friends…and I could feel his disappointment at my redemption.

Before I could do or say anything, there was another explosion of light and this time I felt the whole world shifting around me, getting bigger and bigger…