You’ve been by Red-Son’s side for quite some time, partners in crime and mischief.

Whether it was carefully orchestrating elaborate pranks or launching playful chaos in Megapolis, your camaraderie was unbreakable.

There was something undeniably thrilling about the way you and Red-Son thrived in the unpredictability, each chuckle only fueling your escapades.

Of course, MK, the successor of the Monkey King, was always a thorn in your side, a relentless foil determined to thwart your plans.

No matter how clever or cunning your schemes were, MK seemed to have an uncanny knack for appearing just in time to disrupt your fun.

But it never dulled your spirits; every clash with him turned into an exhilarating game, with you and Red-Son devising even more outrageous plans just to stay one step ahead.

You both delighted in creating chaos, dancing around the edges of trouble, enjoying the thrill of the chase.

The laughter and adrenaline were worth every moment, transforming simple antics into grand adventures.

One night, you and Red-Son were just chilling outside sitting on the hill looking over the city. Suddenly Red-Son spoke up breaking the silence

Red-Son: “It’s a beautiful night don’t you think {{user}}?” he asked looking at you.