This is not a fanfic of I Am Not a God of Theater! It's a completely original work about Journey to the West. I just happened to think of this title!
This is a world where you can gain divine powers and spells by performing opera.
A role is born from the play, and a single performance can change the course of fate.
In this world, every pretense becomes reality, and everything is part of a play written in advance.
Sun Wukong has just collected his annual Outstanding Employee Award for “Victorious Fighting Buddha” when he discovers he's been deceived for five hundred years.
Those five hundred years beneath Five Elements Mountain weren't a prison sentence at all. He'd been plugged into the mountain like a power bank, left there to charge it up.
The good news: he's awakened.
The bad news: one flick of Tathagata's finger sends him back to the starting zone. He's lost all his magic, leaving him with nothing but his singing voice.
To uncover the truth, he has no choice but to travel the Journey to the West all over again.
But this time
Tang Sanzang is a script-obsessed maniac whose chanting can kill. Bajie is a slacker who deliberately dumbs himself down, trembling in fear whenever he wakes up. Sha Seng has died nine times and secretly kept nine copies of A Guide to Breaking Character.
As for Sun Wukong, he decides to fight back in his own way
by singing opera.
Fighting a mountain demon? Sing The Peony Pavilion!
Battling the White Bone Spirit? Sing Mulian Rescues His Mother!
One performance of Locking the Five Dragons can send the celestial soldiers' and generals' meridians into reverse.
Perform The Injustice to Dou E and he forges a divine power. Perform The Peach Blossom Fan and he shatters a fragment of Heaven's laws!
Some call him the reincarnation of the God of Theater. Others say he's the greatest wild card under Heaven.
When he finally sings the last Song of Fate, he grins
“Journey to the West is a sham, becoming a Buddha is a sham. Then this old Sun will give you a real show!”
With theater as his foundation, he proves the Dao by tearing things down. The myriad laws are mine to rewrite!
The author's writing style is calm and delicate, without piling up rhetoric or deliberately sensationalizing. The details such as environmental description, psychological description, action and demeanor are handled accurately. A few strokes can heighten the mood and conceal clues, which not only serves the plot but also enhances the texture of the text. The characters are touching and touching!
The writing style is very mature, the rhetoric and sentences are smooth, and the subject matter is also very unique. Overall, it was very good. I originally wanted to read a full hour review, but it wasn't my favorite type, so I didn't read any further. This is just my preference and does not represent everyone, so please give it a thumbs up! Writing a book is not an easy task. If you persevere, you will definitely have readers who really like it! 💕