<div class="floatright">(http://static.comicvine.com/uploads/original/11122/111223989/4756341-zvqkh8x.jpg)<br/><strong><strong>Character Name/Alias</strong>: Sun Wukong - The Monkey King<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Eastern Continent - Monkey Mountain<br/><strong>Current Action(s)</strong>: Awakening after 500 years, receiving his mission<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Buddha, Kit</strong></div><br/>In this magical world, magical things weren't even second nature; they were an intrinsic part of the world itself. So seeing things like people conjuring fireballs, or winds. Or even shapeshifting wasn't that out of the ordinary. Some things seemed to go beyond mere magic however. Some things were beyond all explanation. And 500 years ago, Sun Wukong learned that lesson. Near the end of his climactic battle against the Heavens, the Jade Emperor summoned Buddha (https://i.ytimg.com/vi/fmeADmKhleg/maxresdefault.jpg) himself. The planet sized deity came from his temple to the West, and in his infinite wisdom made a bet with Sun. If he could escape his hand, he would gain his freedom. Taking the challenge, Sun travels to the "end of the world", and claims his victory and territory by marking five pillars. As it turned out, those pillars were Buddha's fingers. And before he could escape, Buddha turned his hand into a mountain, sealing Sun within it. It all seemed to happen in a flash, but where there had only been open space was now a mountain.<br/><br/>-500 Years Later; Present Day-<br/><br/>Over the course of 5 centuries, Sun managed to keep his sanity through meditation and trying to find enlightenment, but eventually he felt even that would fail him. Thankfully, this very day he would be freed. As he woke up, he walked around the home Buddha had been kind enough to fashion inside his mountainous prison. It had a bed, a bath, all the amenities of home. He could just never see the sun, or feel the wind and rain on his fur. Or test his might against a worthy opponent ever again. Even his senses which were legendary, were nullified here. He had no idea of the outside world or what had been going on for 500 years.<strong>"Another day. Another day. Another day,"</strong>he muttered to himself as he started to make some tea.<br/><br/>He expected the 182,500th(exactly 500 years to the day) day of his imprisonment to be the same as the other 182,499. However, that turned out to not be the case. After his tea was brewed to perfection, the Monkey King sat down in his study with a good book. Today he was going to read for a while, train a bit, and take a long hot bath. Those plans changed though when he suddenly felt an immense presence, that caused even him to have the hairs on the back of his neck heckle up in response. A presence that wasn't there at first, but then was suddenly behind him. Calmly, he stood, walked over to the tea pot and poured another cup.<br/><br/><strong>"Lord Buddha. I had not expected to see you again so soon. Surely five-hundred years is not long enough for me to have learned the lesson you sought to teach me. And you are one of the few beings as powerful as you are, yet as kind and humble as the meekest of creatures, so you aren't here to gloat...something must be wrong on the outside, hmmmm?"</strong>The God (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/db/13/c5/db13c5c37040fe0f1bf67f28a85ea8e6.jpg) standing behind him nodded slowly, accepting the tea offered with a bow of his head.<strong>"Centuries of imprisonment have done nothing to stifle that inquisitive mind of yours, Great Sage. They have done much for your temper though, it seems."</strong>He chuckled lightly, then took a sip of tea.<br/><br/><strong>"You are correct, Sun Wukong. A great upheaval has thrown the cosmos out of balance. A sinister evil has broken his shackles, and in doing so gained the ability to command nearly infinite power over the world if he is not stopped. Even now with his power still growing, he is rapidly taking control of the land and it's people. You may have erased your name from the book of life and death, but no one, man or God can rewrite their fate. You are destined to help rid this world of this malevolence. And in doing so, you will truly earn your place in the Heavens. Your imprisonment will also be ended."</strong><br/><br/>Sun couldn't help but slowly split his lips into a fanged grin as Buddha explained things to him. His freedom, his title, the respect he worked so hard for and so rightly deserved...his destiny.<strong>"Well, if it is a request from Mighty Buddha, how can the Handsome Monkey King say no?"</strong>Gulping his tea down with a single rearing of his head, he threw the cup and plate into the air, then bent completely over at the hip to catch the plate on the flat of his foot, and the cup on the tip of his tail.<br/><br/><strong>"Release me, oh Great Buddha, and Sun Wukong's return shall announce the end of this great evil you speak of!! OOOO OOO AAAAAH!!"</strong><strong>"Then your freedom from this prison is granted. However, I must insist on you wearing this,"</strong>Buddha said and materialized a golden headband.<strong>"To keep you in check so to speak. I truly believe you have changed, but one can never be too cautious. Should you deviate from your goal, the pain will be tremendous. I have faith in you though, so hopefully you will never feel it's bite. Good luck, Sun Wukong."</strong>Buddha faded from sight, leaving Sun confused and alone as to why he was still in the mountain.<br/><br/>And then it began to rumble. He couldn't see outside, but the sky darkened and the Enlightened God returned to his cosmic form rivaling the size of planets. Once again his hand descended on all, yet touched nothing not meant for it. And when the tip of his finger touched the mountaintop, he disappeared and the peak erupted. The mountain called Monkey had spoken; and there was only fire. Like a volcano, molten magma spewed from the top of Monkey Mountain, and from the lava grew a massive creature (http://makeagif.com/i/sBsPxj) roaring in defiance of the universe.<strong>"BUDDHA! TELL ME THE NAME OF MY OPPONENT!!"</strong><br/><br/><strong>"Rumplestiltskin"</strong>And then all presence of him was gone.<br/><br/><br/>Roaring again, Sun beat his chest as lava flowed around him. Eventually the eruption subsided, as did his temper. Shrinking back down to his usual size he whistled loudly, summoning a patch of cloud from above to come down and serve as his mount. Hopping onto it when it came to float next to him, he flew off in search of someone or something to inform him more of the state of the world. He had been gone for far too long it seemed.