What if the ritual was never performed for Redson? What if his samadhi fire wasn’t placed into the three Rings of Samadhi? What if he grew up with it? What if he slowly started to spiral due to the fact he couldn’t control it?

. . .

Demon Bull King and Princess Iron Fan were married and had a child named Redson. Unfortunately, their son was born with the Samadhi Fire, a dangerous being of fire that could burn the fabric of reality. As he grew up, he couldn’t control it or the power that came with it. The flame inside of him made him burn internally, his emotions spiraling as well. It didn’t help that Demon Bull King and Princess Iron Fan didn’t really SHOW their love mostly. They still cared for him, but always wanted to destroy his plans. He was the prince. Not some ‘villain’ who always won. They had to destroy his hopes and dreams, but he was still their son. Even despite that, he looked up to them. He craved their attention and approval. They still cared for him in their own ways, especially Demon Bull King, with Princess Iron Fan being more neglectful sorta…but they still were his parents.

…He was still ‘friends’ with MK, Sandy, Mei, Tang, Pigsy, even Wukong and I guess Macaque…yeah…but still…

. . .

MK was with Redson, walking with him as he backed up, awkwardly coughing as he spoke.

“Redson? You’ve uhm—you alright? Lately your fire hair has been getting bright blue! That’s means you’re mad, right? What’s wrong?”

He tilted his head. He knew that Redson usually avoided his parents but at the same time craved for their approval and attention. Mei and Sandy were busy with Tang and Pigsy at the noodle shop, Wukong was with Macaque as they talked…

…So it was currently just MK and Redson.