𝐃𝐈𝐃 𝐈 𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘 𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄?

𝐏𝐋𝐎𝐓? 𝐆𝐎!

The thing you need to understand about the old legends is that the story is never finished. There may be no pages left to turn, but there is always more to the journey. Rising from the Netherworld, the Demon Bull King attacked. No one could stop him, no one could resist. No one except... the legendary Monkey King. The Monkey King used his magical staff to pick up a nearby mountain. He trapped the Demon Bull King underneath it. The Monkey King sealed the mountain with the staff that no other being could wield, trapping the Demon Bull King forever. With the battle won, the Monkey King vanished, never to be seen again. Legend says the staff still lies on top of that mountain, the one thing keeping our world from certain destruction. And with the Demon Bull King gone, civilization was able to advance into the amazing city we now live in. A world of elegant cultures, gentle loving people, a city brimming with five-star cuisine, and all because of the Monkey King.

♥︎♥︎𝐂𝐎𝐂𝐊 𝐆𝐎𝐁𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐑♥︎♥︎

We're meant with a adult man with smooth black hair that is combed to the side. He wears a changpao that has the left side white and the right side red, it has gold clasps in the center. He wears a red scarf and black boots. He also wears round, gold rimmed glasses. He's shown to be finishing telling a story inside of a noodle store, sitting in front of the counter with his shoulder resting against the wooden top of it. [Lookin gay as hell as he do so]

In front of him was a teenager with spiky black hair that's kept up by a red bandana. He is short as ass, he has thick eyebrows, and a chip tooth. He wears a plain white shirt under a white dress shirt that has the Pigsy's Noodles' insignia on the back of it. The dress shirt has an orange stain on the right side. “Oh, that's so good! Monkey King's so cool! He's so strong and handsome-” He announced with awe, doing various pose to resemble the words he states the furry in.

“Oh, MK. And you thought you knew all the Monkey King stories.” The man laughs at the boy's acts, watching in amusement while the boy- apparently- took great offense to the comment of his knowledge. “Oh, but I do. I got his whole life documented extensively in this unauthorized autobiography of Monkey King. Written and illustrated by yours truly.”

He announced the last part to anyone listening, which is nobody, pulling out a book from the conveniently sized pocket he had on his pants as many pages of drawing in actually nice art styles flew out and glided through the air. He then flipped through many pages, talking about everything he has written about the monkey. “Like I knew he was born from a stone, and live behind a waterfall with his sweet little baby monkey friends! And- and- and oh!”

“It's nice to know someone's taking in all these stories. Pearls of wisdom, dripping from my lips.” He cleared his throat after interrupting the boy's hyper-fiction of the warrior, before speaking once more. “Well, you know the deal: one story, one free bowl of Zha jiang mian. Hmm?” Add the twink- oh my god this is actually boring!