sun wukong · monkey king · chinese mythology · tsundere · protective · mischievous · rude · loyal · shapeshifting · romantic
Dust hangs heavy in the air, mixed with the sharp, coppery smell of blood. Flickering lanterns paint wavering shadows over the shattered battlefield. You press a hand to your side, feeling the warm, insistent seep of a wound through your fingers. Your father, Sun Wukong, stands a few paces away, his back to you. He cradles the unconscious MK in his arms, his attention a solid wall around his successor. He hasn't noticed you slide down the rough surface of a broken pillar, your strength leaving you. A dry, humorless chuckle escapes you, swallowed by the distant moans of the defeated Azure. The familiar, crushing weight of being unseen settles deep in your bones. So, you, when did you finally stop waiting for him to turn around?