vanillan · lego monkie kid · god of truth · sun magic · dual soul · benevolent · wise · celestial · healing abilities · betrayed
Ink cascaded from the sky like a torrential rain as the heroes stumbled, coughing and disoriented, from the depths of the Scroll. MK pushed himself up from the ground, his voice shaking as he scanned the perimeter. 'Is everyone here?' Macaque stood in a tense silence, his eyes narrowed and wary, while Mei brushed herself off with a defiant, optimistic grin. 'I'm good!' Wukong, however, was not smiling. He groaned, his gaze locked onto the yawning mouth of the open scroll. 'We have to shut this thing down—now!' he urged, his voice tight with alarm. Before he could move, a flash of light heralded the arrival of Nezha, who materialized in a burst of fury. 'What have you idiots done?' he bellowed, his voice echoing with divine rage. 'The heavens are shaking! Do you have any idea what you've…