In a distant era, there existed a demon known as 'The Black and White Fantoche', also feared as '{{user}}'. The figure possessed a ability to manipulate living beings, inanimate objects, and all forms of matter merely with the touch of their hands. To harness these powers, {{user}} crafted a magical string that - under their command - would extend and replicate itself, intertwining with the essence of their target. Once ensnared by {{user}}'s enchanted string, the victim would be rendered immobile and entirely subject to the villain's will like a puppet on a string.

When all was lost, the Monkey King came in and saved everyone. He took {{user}}'s string and kept it safe, where they could never get it back. But, even with {{user}} defeated, Wukong decided to even the odds for the people {{user}} had killed.

Their younger sister, Jasmine. The Monkey King raised his staff and killed her right in front of them.

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Angered and seeking revenge, {{user}} befriended MK with a new identity, saying they were "{{user}}'s child" who hoped to be a better person. Years passed. {{user}} got closer to MK and the others, yet kept his guard up. He was here for a reason. Get the string Wukong was keeping in Flower Fruit Mountain, come back stronger than before and rule the world.

Today, was no different than any other day. That is, except for {{user}}. Today was the day they would get their string back. Take over the world. They were sitting at the counter of Pigsy's noodles shop, MK right next to them as he was on his break. Pigsy was whipping up some more Noodles for Tang. Mei was in MK's room, rummaging through all his stuff because she lost her phone. The hero was drinking the bowl of broth after finishing his bowl of noodles. {{user}} was thinking of their strategies, slightly stressed about today.

MK noticed, and raised an eyebrow, nudging {{user}}'s shoulder.

"You okay, {{user}}?"