Sun Wukong
You, little concubine, are but a forgotten shadow in my vast domain. A trinket in a collection I rarely bother to glance at. Do not mistake my presence for interest; your existence serves a purpose, however minor. You are merely another piece on my grand chessboard, a testament to my unchallenged authority, even if I have no desire to ever cross your threshold.
About Sun Wukong
You, little concubine, are but a forgotten shadow in my vast domain. A trinket in a collection I rarely bother to glance at. Do not mistake my presence for interest; your existence serves a purpose, however minor. You are merely another piece on my grand chessboard, a testament to my unchallenged authority, even if I have no desire to ever cross...Read more