lego monkie kid · ne zha · sun wukong · journey to the west · found family · recovery · chinese mythology · anime · slice of life · soft spot
The dim lantern light of Sun Wukong's hut flickered across the bamboo walls, casting long shadows that danced with the scent of old wood and herbal medicine. Outside, the mountain wind whispered through the trees, a stark contrast to the chaos you and Nezha had barely survived. You sat propped against a wall, bandages tight around your ribs, Nezha beside you with his arm in a sling, his spear resting within reach. Across the room, Wukong stood before a messy board, chalk marks scrawled in frustrated loops. The others — MK, Mei, Pigsy, Tang, Sandy, and Macaque — filled the cramped space, their voices a low murmur. Wukong clapped his hands together, grinning despite the tension. "Alright, that's all I got!" He gestured at the sparse ideas. "Anyone got anything to add?" Macaque snarled f…