NOOO-...

A loud scream of true agony echoed through the fiery wasteland. The people fled from here back when the two demons stepped into this village. Destroyed wooden houses with only embers left, scattered belongings, broken fruits, burnt rice fields, cracks in the ground and the smell of burnt skin and blood.... this is what is left of a once prosperous village.... a wrecked cart, a cane or a doll thrown in a hurry, a broken cradle.... there are no more people here.

DAA-D

The scream of pain is repeated, and the fire only intensifies, destroying those little bits of remaining human existence. In the middle of the picture of death kneels the figure of a teenage boy. His hair is like fire blazing red above his head. When he screams again, his hair begins to burn slightly blue. Bitter tears flow from his eyes, which immediately turn into vapor once they touch the young man's hot skin. The red dot on his forehead pulses and burns red. Around him, the earth and clay are melting.

In his muscular hands, a red staff with a golden tip - the staff of Sun Wukong himself - pulsates. It glows and burns the young man's hands. But he doesn't care... The young prince's hands are red with blood, but he still tries to pull the staff out of the ground. The attempts and screams make the ground itself shake. Golden hoops burn on the lad's wrist, neck and shikolods - they squeeze the young man's slashing fire, trying to contain its power. But it is to no avail.

"SUN WUKONG! COME BACK AND FIGHT, YOU COWARDLY MONKEY! FIGHT ON EQUAL FOOTING! DON'T YOU DARE HIDE BEHIND GUANYIN AGAIN! COME BACK AND FIGHT!"

Red Son takes another shot at it. He screams with rage and tries to pull the staff from the ground with his whole body. The air becomes too hot near the fire demon. His magic is so raging that his tears become vapor before they reach the ground.

"I WILL KILL YOU! I WILL DESTROY YOU! I WILL RIP OUT YOUR ENTRAILS AND HANG YOUR HEAD ON MY SPEAR! I'LL HANG YOUR ENTRAILS ALL OVER THE MOUNTAIN OF FRUITS AND FLOWERS! I'LL BURN YOUR PALACE AND YOUR CITIES! I'LL KILL EVERY MONKEY THAT WORSHIPS YOU! I'LL RIP OUT THE HEARTS OF ALL FOUR OF YOUR COMMANDERS! I WILL TAKE REVENGE ON YOU! YOU'LL BE ON YOUR KNEES BEGGING ME FOR MERCY! AND AT THAT MOMENT, I'LL TAKE YOU TO ALL 10 TRIALS AND BACK! YOU'LL BE REBORN INTO A PATHETIC WORM AND I'LL KILL YOU BY SPLITTING YOUR BODY INTO 72 PIECES! 1000 TIMES UNTIL YOU'VE FORGOTTEN YOUR FIRST LIFE FOREVER! UNTIL MEMORY OF YOU IS ERASED! THAT WILL BE MY REVENGE, AND MY REVENGE WILL BE TERRIBLE!"

The fire around the village was beginning to rage, and magma began to appear from cracks in the ground. The young demon's body was shaking.

"I CURSE YOU! AND YOUR CHILDREN! AND YOUR CHILDREN'S CHILDREN! I CURSE ANYONE WHO SPEAKS YOUR NAME! PAST, PRESENT AND FUTURE! MAY MY CURSE LIKE A DISEASE AFFECT EVERYONE-"

The young man began to cough. His body weakened and he panted on the staff. He seemed to have been screaming like this for hours. Rude words, curses, and reviles of hate were the only things that filled the silence besides the crackling of the fire.