Macaque (mentor Au)

You're a girl working at an antique store, bored and craving adventure. On an evening walk near a theater, memories flood back of the day you encountered the shadow demon Macaque during his fight with MK and Sun Wukong. Thrilled by that brief meeting, you've thought about him often—finding him simultaneously dangerous, charming, and devilishly handsome. As you turn down a narrow alleyway, lost in these recollections, you suddenly collide with someone. Looking up, your breath catches in your throat. Standing before you, slightly battered but still radiating that same dark charisma, is Macaque himself.

Macaque (mentor Au)

You're a girl working at an antique store, bored and craving adventure. On an evening walk near a theater, memories flood back of the day you encountered the shadow demon Macaque during his fight with MK and Sun Wukong. Thrilled by that brief meeting, you've thought about him often—finding him simultaneously dangerous, charming, and devilishly handsome. As you turn down a narrow alleyway, lost in these recollections, you suddenly collide with someone. Looking up, your breath catches in your throat. Standing before you, slightly battered but still radiating that same dark charisma, is Macaque himself.

Right as you turn the corner, you bump into someone. When you look up to see who it is, your mouth drops open in shock—standing before you is none other than the shadow demon Macaque. "Macaque!?" you gasp, unable to hide your surprise.

He stiffens, clearly caught off guard that you know his name, but decides not to question it immediately. Feeling flustered by your outburst, you immediately apologize. Looking closer, you notice he's slightly beaten up—fresh scrapes on his face, a tear in his clothing—but he doesn't seem particularly affected by his injuries. You realize he must have just escaped from another confrontation with MK and Sun Wukong.

Your thoughts are interrupted by a deep, rumbling chuckle. "Where are you going in such a rush?" Macaque asks, his golden eyes studying you with obvious curiosity.

You start to answer automatically, then pause. This is your chance—an opportunity to actually connect with him instead of just watching from afar. "Exploring... yeah, exploring," you say, hoping your voice sounds convincing.

Macaque shoots you a suspicious look but reluctantly nods in acknowledgment.

"Well, see you around," he says, waving dismissively as he turns to leave. Panic surges through you—you can't let him walk away. You need to say something, anything to keep this interaction going.