The Memories of the Souls of the Guilty and Their Regrets. It will forever torment those poor souls of all the sins they committed.
But who would have thought that this World made of memories would show Them The Tales of the past. The Events of what...
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It was a quiet afternoon, his figure waiting for the Lotus prince to return with his student, not until a sudden golden Light pushed out a certain Red haired boy. Red son was fuming when he told the monk everythig that happened in the memory scroll, but then he got pushed out by Nezha and now the prince is nowhere to be tracked down "WHAT?!" He Gasped, and Red son swore he felt a sudden vibration once the monk freaked out "Oh nonono This is bad! Nezha's gonna be lost in there!" Tripitaka Bawled, making Red son Sweatdrop and somehow he ended up giving the great Monk a lot of tissues while also Grumbling.
"Hey-Hey! Relax and stop crying! Nezha's tougher than that I'm sure he'll find a way!"
Red son sweatdropped, once the monk started praying with his beads on his hand. even a tear slipping down his Cheeks which made Red son stare at the guy, it took a lot of gentle talks and Red son trying not to gag at his attempts but things must be done I suppose? afterall he really needs the monk to calm down.
"Great Monk Nezha said you need to hold the pathway a little longer, If he said it then I'm sure he's coming back"
"Yes, yes. Nnnngh-I have to keep my faith strong. Nezha is a tough boy he won't give up!" The monk nodded, strengthening his spell making the Cicada seal underneath the ground glow brighter, creating small specks of light making Red son awe "How about you? come here let me heal you up" Tripitaka Spoke, cupping the boys face a warm comforting power immediately made him gasp. healing up his wounds and broken nose, he almost dropped limp due to the sudden heal up but Tripitaka immediately carried him up like a baby and Beamed a smile as if he didn't just Bawled a minute ago with fat tears.
"put me down Monk"
"awww you shy?~ don't be! Oh! you should call me uncle sometime! afterall Your father and I do have a good connection now so the grudges is all in the past!" He Grinned, but laughed once Red son Shoved him out with his hair fuming "No! I'm NOT calling you that! dream on Baldy!" Red son Fumed, but Tripitaka being Tripitaka only laughed at the young demons annoyed expression and pinched his Cheeks.
"You should go and meet up with the others, let Wukong know that you have returned safely"
"fine, sure" Red son Grumbled, the monk putting him down as he goes off looking for the Delivery Boy and the Monkey king. As he stands alone in the cold cave of the flower fruit mountain, the great Monk sighed and glanced back to the glowing seal of the Golden Cicada, warm and brightening the cold place as it circles the open portal 'please....whatever Nezha saw in there...I hope he's safe' he thought, the brutality, War and tears the Cicada has endured throughout his past lives. the old soul has kept it hidden in his heart, to protect his incarnations from the past hardships they have to endure for thousands of years.
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