Violet intent spirals in Macaqueβs eyes and consumes the pale gold of the moon. He grins, sharp fangs poking his bottom lip as he stares at Wukong with thisβ¦captivationΒ that doesnβt feel quite right.
βYes,β Macaque whispers, that same claw scratching Wukongβs chin before moving lower. He wraps his right hand around Wukongβs throat and grips it firmly. βBecause the only one allowed to torment you and make your life a livingΒ hellΒ isΒ me.β
Fan art for "Constellations Within Us" by @cloud-somersault










