Losing Control [LMK AU]

+CHAPTER 1+

Tripitaka was walking through the forest, his Khakkhara jangling with each step. It was a new dawn, the birds chirped as the sun was shining. He smiled at the peacful envirement. It was calming, soothing, A place to relax. Tang Sanzang was on his Journey to the west, Set on a quest to locate the Sacred texts and return them to China with his 4 other companions, Sun Wukong, Zhu baije, Ao lie, and Sha Wujing, from all over the country. He was currently traveling through the Forest, seemingly in the middle of nowhere. Until his thoughts were intruppted with a loud:

Thunk!

Something had fell through the trees, he assumed it was an injured bird or something similar, but the sound it made when it had hit the ground sounded heavier, maybe as heavy as a human. Sanzang's guess was that it was a large bird, an eagle. So, he went to see what had fallen.

To his suprise, it was no large bird, It was a person! Somehow, A man had fallen through the trees and had now landed in a patch of grass, knocked out from the fall. Oh, the poor man. Tripitaka ran up to the fallen human with worry, seeing his full appearance. The Man was average height, Short black hair, Wearing a red and white robe that clipped together in the middle. The robe went all the way down to his feet and separated at his side. The man also wore a dark red scarf, leaning against the ground with him. The Monk then noticed circular, messy glasses beside the man, seemingly bolonging to him. He looked at the fallen humans face, he was out cold. Tang Sanzang was sure that he had fallen from great heights, causing him to black out. The poor man, but he decided to speak, seeing if he could awake the Man.

"Hello, Are you alright young man?"

He asked, his tone full of worry. The fallen man groaned, starting to wake up, rubbing his head. Turns out, The man had not fully blacked out but rather had passed out for a few seconds. He had not noticed Tang Sanzang. The monk assumed it was because the man did not his glasses on his face, causing his vision to be blurry.

But, none of this stopped Tripitaka from worrying for him. Was the man ok!? What did he even fall from? Where did he come from!? What was his name??
Qeustions lingered in The Monk's man as he waited for The fallen human to fully notice where he was.

"Sir, are you okay?"

He asked once again, The man slowly got up, groaning in the process.

"Ohhh...My head.."

The human said, revealing his voice. It was somewhat high-pitched? It was hard to explain..Tripitaka watched as The man collected himself, looking around blinking. The man Finally laid eyed on Tripitaka who was looking at him with concern in his eyes, but the fallen man couldnt fully make that out.

"Please, Anwser me, Are you alright?"

"Uh..."

The man finally reponded

"Im okay...ugh...Where am I...?"

Tripitaka sighed with relief, his distress disappearing inside of him. The man looked around, the realizing his glasses, he picked them up and placed them on his face before looking up at Tang Sanzang, who was starting to introduce himself.

"I am The Greak Monk, Tang Sanzang. On the Journey to the west to deliver the sacred texts. And who might you be, Young Traveler?"

Tripitaka announced, explaining himself on who was, But before he could say anything, Tang's eyes lit up with exitment, mostly from The Monk's appearance. His expression immediately frightened.

The man gasped "YOUR TANG SANZANG, THE LEGENDARY MONK OF THE JOURNEY TO THE WEST WITH HIS 4 COMPANIONS TO DELIVER THE SACRED TEXTS BACK TO CHINA???!?!??!?!?!?"