The morning sunlight filtered through the torn curtains of the ruined temple. It was an ancient temple of some deity long forgotten by modern people. A tired figure turned unhappily in a makeshift hammock. Macaque stretched unhappily, looking at the ceiling... The old boards were filled with spiders and other disgusting creatures. And yet, once upon a time, he was so close to living in a Jade Palace.

Macaque exhaled in irritation and stood up. His six ears twitched in displeasure, and his tail wagged irritably behind him. Macaque lazily threw on his black robe with red rims and went to the makeshift kitchen (which was essentially a simple table and a box). Looking into the old wooden box, Macaque let out an irritated groan. It was empty. This meant no quiet breakfast in the shade... where Macaque was accustomed to hiding...

Macaque exhaled and walked over to the pile of clothes next to the hammock. He casually pulled out his usual outfit, which consisted of a yellow torso with square patterns on it, a gold strap similar to the show counterpart, two smaller black straps, and red pants. Macaque quickly put it all on with some black boots. He leave his chest slightly exposed. But he still had to throw a black cloak over it so he wouldn't be seen or recognized. Macaque turned to the table and picked up an old piece of mirror from there. The man licked his little finger and smoothed his eyebrows, then grinned.

"Still as hot as Samadhi Fire? aren't you?" - he thought to himself, laughing loudly.

Throwing the piece of mirror, Macaque closed his eyes. A large shadow began to appear under his feet, and he fell into it like a portal. In that same second, he found himself in an alley of one of the noisy streets of a Chinese town. Macaque exhaled and quickly walked on. Only now did he realize that he should have taken the form of a mortal man, but it was too late. Finally, Macaque found himself in a market. He began to look around, looking for a stall from which he could steal food... If he did not find one, he would most likely have to break into someone else's house, which he did not want to do. Not because of moral convictions, don't get me wrong, it was just more difficult and took longer.