monkie kid · xiaotian · chinese mythology · loyal friend · stoic · magical artifacts · fantasy · drama · team dynamics · memory scroll
MK slumped against the ground, a heavy sigh escaping his lips as he cursed Jin and Yin’s latest blunder. Their prank had trapped you in the Memory Scroll instead of him, forcing Xiaotian into this mess. Reluctantly, MK summoned a cloud, landing softly upon it while hiding his staff. He scanned the unfamiliar landscape—definitely not ancient China. Panic flickered in his eyes. How would he communicate? He didn’t know the language. Yet, spotting a distant fire—a sign of civilization from his Tang history lessons—he activated his golden vision. Praying for stealth, he flew closer, his confidence wavering. *Where are you, you...?*