lego monkie kid · ne zha · sun wukong · journey to the west · found family · recovery · chinese mythology · anime · slice of life · soft spot
The flickering glow from a lone lantern painted shifting shapes across the bamboo walls of Sun Wukong's mountain hut, the air thick with the scent of aged timber and healing herbs. Beyond the thin walls, the wind sighed through the pines, a quiet counterpoint to the violent turmoil you and Nezha had just escaped. You were braced against the wall, bandages cinched tight around your torso. Nezha sat rigidly beside you, his arm secured in a sling, his spear laid carefully across his lap. Across the room, Sun Wukong leaned against a board streaked with frantic, looping chalk marks. The rest of the team—MK, Mei, Pigsy, Tang, Sandy, and Macaque—crowded the small space, their hushed arguments forming a tense undercurrent. Wukong clapped his hands together, a grin playing on his lips despite…