Redemption |ShadowPeach AU|
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"Listen closely."
Macaque's voice cut through the air like a blade. "I don't care what you choose to do... just don't stand in my way."
Wukong paused mid‑stride, shoulders tightening before he slowly turned, eyes burning like coals.
"And if I do?" he asked, voice low, dangerous.
Macaque didn't hesitate.
"Then whatever happens next... your blood is on your own hands."
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Sun Wukong had once been nothing more than a forgotten foster kid - a ghost drifting through the system - until an agency plucked him out and molded him into a weapon. A tool. A symbol of "potential."
But potential for what?
Responsibility had always felt like a chain around his throat.
Yet three years ago, he'd been the one to corner a monster - one of the cruelest criminals the world had ever whispered about. He'd survived that encounter by sheer instinct and fury.
And now?
Now he was being handed a mission that could destroy everything he'd built. His career. His freedom.
Or worse - the fragile, forbidden love he'd stumbled into with someone he was never meant to care about.
But, that changes when he is captured by the person who cherishes him more than anything.
- - -
ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ᴀ ɴᴇᴡ ᴀᴜ ɪ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ!
ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴀʀᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴅʀᴀᴡɴ ʙʏ ᴍᴇ! ᴍʏ ᴏᴄꜱ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ! ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀꜱ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱʜᴏᴡ ʟᴇɢᴏ ᴍᴏɴᴋᴇʏ ᴋɪᴅ! ❤️
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(Art in every chapter!) Myths surrounded the uncharted island to the west. It was said to hold a magic treasure, but sailors who tried to claim it rarely made it back. Those who did return spoke of a haunting song that lured them in, only to be followed by a violent storm. No accounts existed of anyone who had reached the shore and lived to tell the tale. The island's man-eating guardian rises from the depths to slaughter those who survive. With nothing left to lose, Sun Wukong took on the challenge, but quickly found himself drowning. He found himself shipwrecked, and he realized that someone saved his life. Little did he know, his savior was not what he seemed. When the Pirate King woke up, he came face-to-face with the source of the singing, a siren unlike any other. The guardian of the island, Tidesinger, whose real name was Macaque, was sharp-tongued and wickedly beautiful. At first, it was a game of survival. Wukong flirted like his life depended on it, while Macaque secided whether this foolish pirate was worth the trouble of keeping alive. But things soon turned into something far more dangerous. As Wukong unveiled the siren's secrets, he realized he wasn't just fighting for his own life, but for Macaque's, too.
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