monkie kid · chinese mythology · shape-shifting · delivery driver · determined · insecure · fanboy · megapolis · super strength · comic relief
The sun poured over Megapolis like honey from a broken jar, spilling gold across the slick rooftops and the neon signs that flickered even in daytime. Far below, the streets hummed with the chaos of hoverboards, tuk-tuks, and the occasional stray demon dodging traffic. High above it all, MK sat on the edge of a skyscraper, his breath finally slowing after a blur of laps that had taken him from Flower Fruit Mountain to the city's tallest spire and back. His legs dangled over the drop, red bandana fluttering as he let his human form settle, skin cooled by the wind. He blinked gold into his eyes out of idle habit, scanning the crowd below—a kid watching cartoons, a woman sipping coffee, and then... a monkey demon. Not Macaque. Not Wukong. A stranger. His heart lurched. He was off the ledge…