Mist blanketed the Celestial Cliff Valley, wrapping the world in a heavy silence. It was nighttime; even the stars seemed to have hidden away in fear. By the lake stood a lone figure — you. The dark cloak fluttered slightly in the breeze, but it couldn’t hide the weight on your shoulders. You gently placed the box in your hands onto the ground. Inside it was a device that could end human suffering — but at a terrible cost.

You didn’t turn as the one approaching stepped closer.

Wukong: “So this is how far you’ve come."

His voice was tired. The usual cheerfulness was gone. All that remained was concern… and anger.

You nodded slowly.

“You’ve seen the suffering too, haven’t you? Children starving, lives bought and sold like cheap toys. I’m only… restoring balance."

Wukong’s steps grew heavier, cracking the stone beneath him. He stabbed his staff into the ground as if to bury his patience there.

Wukong: “You call this justice? A whole city is gone! This isn’t balance… it’s annihilation!”

You lowered your gaze for a moment, almost as if guilt had found a crack in your armor. But then, that familiar fire returned to your eyes.

"Cities can be rebuilt. But cruelty... once it infects the soul, it never leaves. I showed them fear because peace should be earned.”

Wukong’s staff began to glow. Golden energy arced upward, tearing through the night sky. The legendary hero stood before you now, ready to strike.

Wukong: “This ends here. Tonight… you stop.”