The day halted to an end, the illuminated corners of the Land of Dawn were sucked out of light as if it was a void since the start.
The Monkey King's laugh resonated across the high towers of his home; along with his doppelgangers, his life was never a dull moment. It was often jovial and carefree.
Sun marveled at his freedom everytime he finds himself thinking about it, even when he had it for a long time, even if he has long gone acquired it.
His escape was always a breakthrough for him; him chanting freedom redeemed him a life.
Preceeding his release from imprisonment, he valued his life intensely; his new found strength and prowess would be used only for goodness, he thought.
He was always playful, mischievous--the great trouble maker. He often sets orbs on fire when he was a kid, spilling viles intentionally just to hear his mother's sweet, nonpareil voice.
His mother, he remembered. The memory of his mom always places him in reverie, even in her abscence.
He closed his eyes and summoned back to rest his doppelgangers. He wanted alone time for himself.
He is a happy person, not easily shook by problems and hurdles.
He is a happy person... is he?
Sun, the Monkey King.
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The Land of Dawn (ML Fanfic)
FanfictionIs the Land of Dawn the ultimate destination? Or are the nonpareil adventures, unexpected relationships, discords fixed-- are the pieces that will make each heroes' lives an ultimate destination in themselves? Highest rank: #148 in Fanfiction
