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A chill runs through his bones as soon as he opens his eyes.
‘Huh’ he thinks, remembering sleeping at his warm and cozy house and not in the middle of nowhere.
He makes an attempt to sit up and immediately falls down. He lets out a yelp when he feels a searing pain at his body.
‘Okay…’ he starts taking it slowly. Observing where he is, he appears to be in the middle of nowhere, a desert it appears but the night has turned it freezing cold. He turns his head and sees city lights in the distance.
Someone has either kidnapped him or is playing a sick prank.
Everything hurts, like he was beaten up badly, with his eye stinging the most. Curiously, he presses on the wound and feels it like it’s burning. Did he actually got himself kidnapped? Beat up and ditched in the middle of nowhere?
He tries to look around at his surroundings and finds a weird shaped key with a skull insignia near him. He reaches towards the key to inspect it.
Despite him never seeing a key as unusual as this… thing that probably couldn’t even open a door, it looks very familiar. His mind immediately goes to a show loved by two children that he knew. He was never interested in it, never even watched it himself. But those two kids that he occasionally babysits loved it.
His eyes widen in horror as he realizes what the key is and its purpose. As if on cue his eyes flash to a tomb waiting to be opened, he starts hearing voices, loud and incomprehensible due to many speaking at the same time. The only thing he got from these voices was a demand for a destiny to be fulfilled.
Now knowing the person who was speaking to him, he can feel his heart pounding, never before in his entire life has he felt this kind of dread. He can almost hear his blood running through him. In a state of panic, he thwarts the key as if it was fire. He stands up pain be damned. He tries to stabilize himself the best he can with weakened legs and sprints towards the nearby city.
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“C’mon just one more pleaaaase, it was almost about to end?”
The only adult in the room shifts on the couch yawning. He finished his work earlier and came home tired, the kids are supposed to sleep before him, lest they try doing something unsupervised. “Its late already, if your parents-”
He immediately gets cut off by the other child.
“Pleeease we’ll sleep right after”
He, unfortunately, can't say no to the cute hopeful eyes of a child. He dramatically sighs in defeat, “Fine, one more episode,” he can’t say that he doesn’t enjoy watching the little bundles of joy having fun.
To his worst fears he falls asleep as the kids watch the ‘last’ episode.
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His heart continues to pound in his chest as he ran in a broken, battered body.
From the corner of his vision, he sees some sort of bus stop in the distance. Once he dashed to reach it he attempts to calm himself down.
‘Okay…’ so he was supposed to watch the kids, but he ended up sleeping. He then woke up as the character, Six-Eared Macaque, who had just been revived.’
Which means that right now, the Lady Bone Demon is waiting for him to free her.
Which he just ran from.
…
Well, he can’t turn back now.
He spirals into more thoughts about what he should do. He needs to find a place to stay, he needs to hide from her, he needs to change his identity to ensure he will never be found again.
So yeah, great ideas.
As he thinks of a possible plan which is literally nothing, a loud beep snaps his thoughts and brings him back to reality. He snaps up and uses his scarf to cover his head, not unlike a hood. He looks up and sees a beaten down van, a gold-skinned demon looking at him.
‘Jin? like that guy? From the show?’
“Yo need a ride?” the gold skinned said, he turns his head to the side and finds the silver one on the passenger seat. The silver demon appears to look like that he’s about to beat his brother to the ground.
“Uh, ye-“ about to agree to the offer, refusing to tire his legs further.
And proceeds to get cut off.
“But first, we ain’t letting you in until we know you’re good,” Yin interrupts.
“…”
“Excuse me? I should be the skeptical one here, after all you guys could be kidnapping me,” he says in offense.
“We aint interested in kids or napping! It aint even related to you anyway!!” Jin snaps back.
“…”
‘What???’
“Thats not what it means and you know it!” The offended one yells back in confusion and outrage.
They continued to fight like this until he finally promised that he was not going to steal their artifacts or even touch it.
And apparently they didn’t in fact know it.
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After convincing the silver demon of his trustworthiness, he was finally allowed inside. Now sitting in the passenger seat in the back he noted that his hearing has been amplified.
His hearing was already sensitive before, but now its more louder than ever. He can now hear the hum of the engine, and artifacts in the trunk clattering against each other. It was almost driving him insane, almost makes him want to throw himself out of the window.
Unfortunately, he knows what’s best and what’s best right now is pushing through the agitating noises and get to the fucking city.
The noises stretched on for what felt like an eternity. He feels himself losing it.
“So, what’s all this for?” The dark-furred monkey begins while pointing at the artifacts,
distracting himself from the buzzing noise surrounding him.
The silver twin at the front responds, “Uhh… just some heirlooms, been passed down to us,” the demon shrugs it off, he continues to explain some of the trinkets.
“…”
Another voice pops in. “Hey, just realized that we never got each other's name,” the gold demon interjects the awkward excuse of a conversation.
“Maybe you guys should go first,” he suggests, using it as time to decide if he should use his real name or Macaque’s.
He pretends to listen to the other two saying their names, after all he already knows them.
“And what about you, Mr. Dark and Mysterious?”
Oh well.
“Well Yingyue nice to meet you,” one of the two responds.
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Once he found a place that looked quiet enough, they finally dropped him off. Saying their farewells as the duo drives off to who knows where.
Finally alone with his own thoughts.
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Coincidentally he managed to find that building where Macaque trained MK. Even luckier for him, it seems to be abandoned.
So he settles in using whatever he can use as furniture.
Using a super comfortable couch he finally lays down on it, mind about to drift off.
God he’s exhausted. Out of all people he has to be the one to experience this horrible, twisted fate such as this. Who would wish this on their worst enemies.
Maybe him.
Yeah, he should absolutely go to sleep now.
God, it’s barely a day and he already wants to go home.