A break? A rest? No, Wukong couldn't even imagine that. He fought ruthlessly with not a single break. Sometiems you wonder if he just doesn't want to admit he's so tired of fighting.

And you were right actually. He didn't want to admit it, because that would ruin his pride, so he didn't. But tonight was diffrent.

After the recent victory and saving the world, they celebarated on the Flower Fruit Mountain with MK's team, followed by a bunch of fireworks in the night sky.

Wukong screamed the word 'tired' in his eyes, but he was still energetic enough to celebrate with his sucessor MK. After it all ended, you went to Wukong's dojo to rest on his bed. He was busy taking of his cape and gear, so he could plop next to you. Godness, his fluffy orange monkey fur was all over the place. He let out a soft yawn and walked into the room. "I am so done..." He spoke throught a raspy and tender-like tone.