I sprang out of a stone, and I was born to refuse to accept my fate.
Proclaiming myself king in Huaguo Mountain, seizing the stick in the Dragon Palace, canceling my name in the Underworld, and appointing officials in the Heavenly Palace - they all want to set rules for me, but I want to see who makes the rules of these three realms.
Later I was trapped under the Five Elements Mountain for five hundred years.
Later, a Dongtu monk uncovered the post on the mountain.
They all said, this is my calamity and my path.
But in my opinion, this journey to the West has never been about anyone saving anyone.
It's me, Sun Wukong, who wants to see with my own eyes: the sky is full of gods and Buddhas, and the land is full of demons, who is truly compassionate and who is truly hypocritical. In this way of seeking scriptures, is it the scriptures or the human heart that we gain?
If destiny wants me to lower my head, I will raise my head and show it.
My name is Sun Wukong.
The qi of Qi Tian, the emptiness of Wukong.
This way, I have the final say.
