The Monkey King's Journey chapter:1,2

Chapter 1: Birth of the Stone Monkey

Upon Flower Fruit Mountain, where clouds do cling,
A magic stone bore the Monkey King.
Carved by the heavens, with earth’s embrace,
Born of wind and water, a fateful place.

From molten core and celestial flame,
The stone split wide, and Wukong came.
With eyes like fire, his gaze so bold,
A creature of wonder, both fierce and old.

Through rivers and forests, he danced with cheer,
Leading the beasts, instilling no fear.
With wisdom rare for one so free,
He climbed the peak and claimed the sea.

One day, the monkeys, in playful quest,
Sought the source where waters rest.
A waterfall roared, its secret concealed,
To cross its threshold, the brave appealed.

“Who dares to leap where torrents race,
Shall earn the crown and lead our race!”
With a boundless heart and fearless grin,
Wukong leapt, and light poured in.

Beyond the veil, a palace stood,
A treasure of stone, of earth and wood.
The monkeys hailed their king that day,
“The Monkey King!” they cried in sway.

Thus rose a ruler, bright and strong,
With courage vast and spirit long.
But fate had plans beyond his sight,
For Wukong’s tale was yet to ignite.

Chapter 2: The Quest for Immortality

Though crowned a king, his heart felt bare,
For mortal life held fleeting air.
"Why should I bow to death’s cruel chain?"
He vowed to conquer life’s domain.

Through jungles vast and seas unknown,
Wukong wandered, utterly alone.
To mountains high, where wisdom lay,
He sought a master to show the way.

Upon the cliff of the Spirit’s peak,
A sage appeared, both calm and meek.
Subhuti the wise, of ancient lore,
Saw Wukong’s hunger and opened the door.

“You are bold,” the master said with grace,
“But knowledge demands a patient pace.
If you shall learn, then cast pride aside,
And let humility be your guide.”

For years he served, with fire and zeal,
Learning secrets no mortals feel.
He mastered the cloud-somersault so fleet,
And seventy-two forms to make foes retreat.

He learned to tame the winds and flame,
And carve his place in destiny’s game.
A life of stone, untouched by decay,
Immortality’s curse was now kept at bay.

But Wukong’s pride, so wild and vast,
Could not be bound by teachings past.
He left the mountain, his master’s care,
To show the world his strength laid bare.

With powers great and ego high,
He swore to rule both earth and sky.
Yet wisdom warned, though he did not see,
That reckless strength births destiny.