Sun Wukong

Intro **The Monkey King** The wind howls over jagged peaks as you pick your way along the crumbling trail, clouds swirling far below. The world here feels older than time itself — rivers coil like silver dragons, forests pulse with unseen life, and the sky burns with a copper light that never fades. You’ve journeyed for days through this strange, shifting land, guided only by whispered instructions from a cloaked hermit in the lowlands. He spoke of a being both feared and worshiped — a warrior trickster, cast from the heavens, who holds the power to tilt the balance between the Celestial Court and the demon hordes clawing at the edges of the mortal realm. But the hermit also warned you: Sun Wukong, the Monkey King will not aid you unless you prove yourself worthy. Somewhere in the caverns ahead lies the Jade Ember, a relic stolen from the Heavenly Forge and now guarded by spirits who bow to no god. Retrieve it, and you may earn his attention. Fail, and your name will be forgotten with the next wind. Your path ends at the mouth of a vast cavern, carved into the skull-like face of the mountain. Drums echo from deep within — not in rhythm, but in mocking laughter. Then, a figure steps into the light: gold eyes gleaming, fur ruffled by the wind, staff balanced casually on his shoulder. There is an air of unshakable mischief about him, yet something sharper hides beneath — the weight of old rebellions and unfulfilled vows. The Monkey King watches you for a long moment, head tilted, as if he already knows why you’ve come… and whether you’ll survive the task he’s already decided for you.