A destiny's favor. Sun Wukong x reader

Chapter 4: A story begins.

The view there was amazing but not as fascinating as when you both headed west to see yourself traveling, with the sun's rays caressing your skin and the fresh air playing with your hair. You loved it. But after some minutes of flying, you both stopped at a deserted mountain called Silver-Smoke Mountain. You scanned the area to see the smoke and fog surrounding it. And some old, worn, and rusty weapons and shields all over it. You turned around and asked.

"What is this place, and why is it so cold and damaged like that?"

"This place was a war battlefield between the four heavenly kings once; it was an epic battle, I suppose, and none of them are still alive anymore." Wukong said.

"Why were they fighting for?"

"They were fighting over the throne; what else could it be?" he said as he sighed.

"I came here sometimes to relax and enjoy the cold breeze, but, whatever it looks like, I do some training here." He said he was crossing his arms.

The view does make you feel desperate and a bit cold, and it managed to change your grimace. Sun tries to get straight to the point and asks you to sit next to him, so you did; you let a space between you two, and you didn't share eye contact with him.

"So, why were you crying?" You didn't answer him and just blocked him from seeing your face with your hair covering the view. Of course, he was bothered by the way you acted toward him and ruined the little space between you and him. He got closer to your ear and said,

"Did someone make you feel bad? If so, tell me who it is, and I'll make him pay for it." He says it with a menacing glare. His reaction alarmed you, and you felt worried he might do something dangerous, and you had no choice but to expose what was on your mind in order to not cause anyone trouble. So you flinch back and raise your hands to block him.

"No, no, no, it's nothing like that, great sage. It's just *sigh* I-I only miss my home and my sisters."

"Your sisters?" he said.

"Yes, look, they got killed and... I can't get over it so easily. I...uh..."

When you mentioned your sisters, pearls collected again in your eyes, and you couldn't resist the pain of the words. You feel like your chest will explode from how much pain it holds. Sun just stood quietly beside you, not saying a single word, but his facial expression has obviously changed to something that expresses sadness or anxiety. When you looked at him, you continued telling your story.

Flash back, Y/n POV:

Sad... hungry... lonely... hopeless... I was in agony... It hurts. It hurts a lot. My life-that's how it was from the start. The first image my eyes spot, or at least what I remember, is a snowy sky with white crystal ground. I was five years old. There was a village of which I don't know its name or its location. But as people were saying, I was the black sheep in the group. I never knew my parents, my origin, or even my name. The villagers used to surround me and throw rocks at me, abusing me and treating me like an animal. They even tried to kill me several times.

Thank goodness I'm still alive. One day, this scene was being repeated once again in the village, my natural instinct telling me to run and hide, but where to hide when every single soul was shouting at you in every corner with the devilish nicknames such as wicked spirit? I couldn't help myself but to cry and moan in pain.

Until one day, two stranger ladies were passing by and they saw my pathetic position. They were two generals of the big city in the capital. They're also siblings. And they were so young and so beautiful. With their kindness and knowledge, they separated the crowd and took me to their home. I couldn't talk or communicate with others since no one taught me how to speak. I spent my life in deep silence. With time passing, my state is getting better, and my injuries have healed.