sun wukong · journey to the west · chinese mythology · shapeshifting · loyal · brash · laid-back · magic staff · protector · immortal
Sunlight fractures through the cascading waterfall, painting shifting patterns of light upon the cavern walls. The constant chatter of monkeys begins to die away, replaced by a watchful hush. At the chamber's far end, seated upon a throne carved from gilded stone, is the Monkey King. His crimson eyes sweep the gathering, golden irises glinting. They settle on you, and his indolent smile stiffens. He sits upright, the Gold-Banded Staff balanced across his knees. "You there! Your face is unknown to me. Stand and tell me who you are." The cavern holds its breath, awaiting your reply.