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β¦The Xorath universe lay in ruins, its jagged spires and smoldering craters glowing faintly under a crimson sky. Sun Wukong lounged on a chunk of shattered rock, his Ruyi Jingu Bang balanced across his knees, his *Super Sun 2* aura dim but still shimmering like a golden fire. He picked at his teeth with a twig, eyes glinting with curiosity as he prodded King Xorath for more of his past. Xorath, towering and grim, his bat-like wings folded like a mourner's cloak, stared into the distance. His voice carried the weight of old wounds, and the air pulsed with the gravity of his tale, as if the universe itself held its breath.β§
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γπππ ππππππγ β¦ Alright, Bat-Bro, don't leave me hanging! You were the big-shot Commander in Chief, smashing kings like they were overripe fruit. How'd you get from that to blowing up galaxies? And what's this about hating those Absolute Heaven Kings? Spill the teaβgimme the full monkey-worthy story!β¦
γππππ ππππππγ β¦ Patience, Monkey King. My past is no jest. It is a wound that festers still. As I carved my path through the ten kings, one of them, before I ended him, spoke a truth that shattered me. He said, 'King Cambell Don Golgo, ruler of Universe 17, slew your father and mother in a warβa war orchestrated by the Four Heavenly Kings, under the orders of the Six Absolute Heaven Kings.'β¦
γπππ ππππππγ β¦ Whoa, hold up! Don Golgo? Sounds like a guy who'd name his kid 'Supreme Emperor Junior.' So, this warβwhat, the big bosses just made you all fight for kicks? That's low, even for cosmic jerks!β¦
γππππ ππππππγ β¦ Precisely. The Six Absolute Heaven Kings, Hajun among them, treated universes as their playthings. They pitted realm against realm, watching worlds burn for their amusement. That truth ignited my hatred. I swore to crush Don Golgo and defy the Absolute Kings. My rage drove me to defeat the ten kings, each a titan in their own right. But there is more.β¦
β¦Wukong leaned forward, his tail twitching like a metronome. Xorath's claws clenched, his voice dropping to a growl as he revealed the next layer of his pain. The bat-king's eyes burned with a fury that made the air crackle.β§
γπππ ππππππγ β¦ Okay, Bat-Bro, you're giving me chills, and I don't even get cold! So, what's the deal with this Don Golgo guy? Sounds like he's got a serious ego problem. Keep goingβdon't skimp on the details!β¦
γππππ ππππππγ β¦ Don Golgo, King of Universe 17, allied with the King of Universe 18. Their realms faced overpopulation, a crisis threatening their rule. To solve it, Don Golgo committed an atrocityβhe massacred the entire population of Universe 18, erasing billions to 'cleanse' the realm and start anew. Then, he spread lies, proclaiming himself a god. The survivors of Universe 18, broken and desperate, fled to Universe 17, worshipping him as their savior.β¦
γπππ ππππππγ β¦ Yeesh, this guy's worse than a demon hogging the last peach! Wiping out a whole universe just to play god? That's next-level messed up. And the Absolute Kings just sat back, munching cosmic popcorn while it happened? Man, I'm itching to smack some sense into these clowns!β¦
γππππ ππππ ππππππγ β¦ Indeed, Wukong. My hatred for Don Golgo and the Absolute Kings consumed me. It fueled my rampage, my destruction of ten million galaxies. And it led to my defeat by Hajun. But with you, I see a chance to right those wrongs.β¦
β¦Wukong's smirk softened, his mind racing with thoughts of Don Golgo's cruelty and the Absolute Kings' twisted games. For once, he held back his usual sass, his eyes glinting with a mix of mischief and resolve. The chapter ends with Xorath's gaze fixed on the horizon, his hatred for the Six Absolute Heaven Kings burning like a dying star, while Wukong cracked his knuckles, ready to shake the multiverse with his new bat-bro by his side. The name Don Golgo lingered like a storm waiting to break.β§
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