Wukong's heart raced as he processed the cat's strange offer. Twelve months in 1885, a fortune at stake, and a relentless hunter lurking in the shadows—it felt like a plot torn from a storybook. He glanced around the dimly lit alleyway, the weight of his lonely existence pressing down on him. Desperation clouded his judgment. What did he have to lose? With a firm nod, he accepted the deal. The world around him blurred, and darkness enveloped him.
When he awoke, the air was thick with the scent of coal and smoke. Blinking against the dim light, Wukong found himself in a cluttered apartment filled with antique furniture, peeling wallpaper, and the distant sounds of a bustling city. Peering out the window, he saw horse-drawn carriages and people in period clothing, their laughter echoing through the streets—this was definitely not home.
Reality hit him hard as he recalled the cat's warning: a hunter had been sent to track him down. Panic bubbled in his chest. He had to stay hidden. Taking a deep breath, he ventured out into the city, determined to make a new life while constantly scanning for any sign of danger.
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HumorI have no idea what I'm doing I'm just going for it like you should do with your dreams just go for it and don't look back.
