I am Sha Wujing, a collector of bones at the bottom of the Flowing Sands River.
Everyone thinks I am just a taciturn porter, a disgraced general banished to the mortal world, and the least noticeable supporting character on the pilgrimage for the scriptures. But they are wrong. The truth is, I never left Heaven.
The story that General Juanlian smashed a crystal goblet five hundred years ago was a carefully woven lie. The truth is that the goblet never broke. I designed the scheme myself, deliberately leaping into the Flowing Sands River to await a mission that would not begin for five hundred years.
My true identity: the last in a line of blade-bearers from Heaven’s secret guard, the “Glazed Office.” My duty is to monitor the pilgrimage team and ensure that every piece on the journey west lands where it should. If Sun Wukong loses control, I am to kill him. If Tang Sanzang wavers, I am to replace him. If Zhu Bajie remembers something he should not, I am to silence him forever.
The pilgrimage was never a spiritual journey. It was a purge of power, an ingenious scheme to uproot the old factions of Spirit Mountain and Heaven. And the greatest trump card in this game is neither the Great Sage Equal to Heaven nor Jin Chanzi reborn. It is me, the one who ate nine generations of scripture pilgrims at the bottom of the Flowing Sands River.
Those nine people were none other than Tang Sanzang’s first nine incarnations. I personally intercepted his first nine reincarnations, refined them into nine skulls, and hung them around my neck, not to eat people, but to ensure that when he was reborn for the tenth time, his memories would be wiped clean and he would become a perfect puppet.
I am the most loyal servant on the journey west. I am also the most dangerous traitor in the entire game.
Because I no longer want to go back.
Sha Seng’s notes, seventh secret chamber beneath the Flowing Sands River
