With one jump , he descended into the world below and soon found himself in a small forest clearing , seated on the back of a horse and wearing a long dark blue robe the colour of the night with sleeves that end at his waist and silk trousers , both of which had exquisite orange patterns weaving through the fabric . A quiver was slung across his back , completed with a bow . “ Young master !” His ears immediately caught the sound of something emerging from the thick trees , and he reached for the weapon on his back . “ We have found the animal – what are you doing , young master ?” Realising that he was notching an arrow against what seemed to be a friend , he quickly lowered it , and said , “ My apologies . I thought I ’ ve seen a deer the direction you came from . You were saying ?” He cocked his head . “ A deer ?” The other young man brightened . “ Why , then , we shall have a feast tonight ! Madame would be delighted .” “ I said , I thought ,” Wukong corrected . “ Right ,” He straightened up on his horse . “ Wei said he had found a young calf grazing near the lake .” “ Very well . Let ’ s make haste then .”
That evening , after Wukong and his hunting partners arrived back home , there was an uproar amongst the occupants of the house ; apparently the youngest son had been sick for some time , and during the hunting trip , they had killed a young calf , which was said to be the host of the evil spirit that had caused his brother sickness , thus healing him . The whole night was then spent frolicking with others , and instead of his original mission to observe the behaviours of others , Wukong was caught with enjoying himself in the party , for it was a number of years since such a large scale banquet or party was held at the palace or Heavenly Realm . He ate the food that was prepared by skilful chefs , chatted with high-ranking nobles of the Emperor ’ s court , and watched the dances with great interest , and that night , as he went to bed , he thought to himself , nothing could be better than this . He was wrong to not have gone to the Mortal Realm earlier , Wukong reflected whilst he was lying on bed . That night , he went to sleep in bliss , stomach full and thoughts full of the party . Little did he notice the shadowy figure that lurked within his room .
The next day dawned bright and Wukong set off in pursuit of his master , resolved to make one more trip down the Mortal Realm . “ You cannot believe what I have seen last night , Master ,” He wheedled the poor monk , who barely caught a wink of sleep the night before . “ Please allow me to go once more !” Blearily , the man waved him off , muttering something along the lines of ‘ a spoiled monkey ’, but in the end granting permission for another excursion . Delighted , Wukong then descended into the Mortal Realm immediately , once more dropping down through the clouds , and expecting the familiar woodland scene to appear before him . Instead , what greeted him was something akin to a nightmare scene . A mass grave of numerous corpses , mutilated in some form or another lie on the grass stained with the blood . Wukong , out of reflex backed away from the horrific scene , and found himself stepping onto the rotten flesh of another . “ What is this ?” He whispered , as if murmuring would lower the severity of such murder , of such a tragic event . Wukong looked around , trying to catch sight of something that wasn ’ t dead flesh , but all he saw a sea of dead bodies . Horrified , he tried to use his powers to reach the Heavenly Realm , where he could escape this nightmare . “ This - is the result of human conflict .” A glance at his right showed a man walking towards him , as if he had materialized out of thin air . Wukong frowned , taking in the old-fashioned clothes that marked him as someone not of that era . “ And this ,” He indicated at the sea of the dead . “ Is what happens when machines and humans go to war with each other .” “ Machines ?” Wukong asked , mystified at such a word . “ Machines ,” The older man repeated sombrely . “ Destructive creatures that has no mind or heart , controlled by their creators to create chaos and disturb peace .” “ W-what era is this ?” He asked again , though afraid of the answer . “ It is what humans call the modern age , an age of advanced technology and conflict .” “ How did this happen ?”