Shattering the Heavens: A Journey to the West Fanfiction

I want to write a danmei fanfic about Sun Wukong. The pairing is set in stone: Sun Wukong x Tang Sanzang, arrogant gong x chatterbox shou.

Basically, it's the story of a little bald guy who brings home a little monkey he found.

My body still drifts in the world,

My heart is still sunk in silence,

My love has nothing to do,

My faith brings me pain,

But one day,

I'll smash the clouds beneath my feet,

Topple the underworld,

Fight my way through the nine heavens,

And reshape the order of the Three Realms.

Hell is a cage that binds the weak, and Heaven is a cage that binds the strong. Most insignificant creatures merely eke out an existence in the human world. In all the ages, there has only ever been one Victorious Fighting Buddha who turned the world upside down.

You poor wretch. I won't let you go to hell after you die. I'll create a hell for you with my own hands. I'll punish you in the name of the gods, right now. I'll make you wish you were dead!

If the gods won't save people, then Old Sun will save you.

Sun Wukong should be a troubled, desperate being, a third kind of spirit between god and demon. One step forward, and he becomes a god; one step back, and he falls into darkness. His master has always guided him toward Buddhahood. But when Sun Wukong asks him why he wants to become a Buddha, Tang Sanzang replies, "To follow the path of goodness and save all living beings."

Sun Wukong thinks he has just heard a joke. "There are thousands upon thousands of Buddhas in the Western Heaven. If they were willing to lower their heads and look at the people now and then, why would a fool like you need to save them? As I see it, Tang Sanzang, you don't actually want to save all living beings. You want to become a Buddha in the Western Heaven, sitting high on your throne, steady as a mountain, don't you?"

"The path to immortality starts with laying a foundation, and you might end up going mad. What a hassle. Becoming a Buddha is the only thing you can achieve by keeping your head down and doing good, and once you reach the Western Heaven, you're a Buddha. It makes a perfect lifelong goal. I'm delicate and refined, so of course I'll take the easiest route. Don't say what you know, you damned monkey. Don't you have any ideals?"

"Fortune turns in cycles. Old Sun is going to become the Great Sage Equal to Heaven and the Victorious Fighting Buddha, and turn the worlds of gods and Buddhas upside down!"

"Ahem. The word 'ideal' is too vulgar. You should call it a 'mission,' a mission!"

"Watch your tongue, you wretched creature!"

"Pah, you damned bald head!"

Theme: May you cross a thousand seas and still return as the same young soul.