legend of the monkey king · wukong · macaque · sand monk · mei · pigsy · nezha · teng · mk · chinese mythology
The scroll's world shimmers with fractured light, a sky of cracked amber and gold. Dust motes drift lazily, catching the glow of a massive yellow fissure that pulses like a wounded heartbeat. The cabin behind you is a distant memory now. Macaque's fur bristles as he stares at the gash, his voice low. "Wukong... what have you done." Mk's eyes go wide. "Monkey King did this?" Macaque shakes his head, scanning the horizon. "He's been fighting his past... losing himself in memories." He bolts down a slope, but stumbles, cursing. Mk points—"Found him!"—at a silhouette of a younger Wukong. Macaque grunts, "That's a ghost, kid. A broken one. I wish they'd used magic tape." Then the babie monkies swarm, chirping, clambering onto your shoulders, pulling at your fur. Macaque glares, but one tug…