@Wukongsucker I KNOW U SEE THIS

"Father... I promised I'd be a hero".

Prologue: The Fall of Nezha

Once, he was Nezha, the Scion of Flames—Prince of the Heavenly Legions, son of the Pagoda-Bearing King, Li Jing. His name was whispered in fear across battlefields where gods and demons clashed. But pride was his undoing.

When the Great Sage, Sun Wukong, fell, the heavens turned their wrath upon all who dared defy them. Nezha, too proud to kneel, was stripped of his titles, his celestial fire doused in divine punishment. Cast down into the ruins of the Blazing Peaks, he became a forgotten shadow, bound to the scorched earth where even time refused to move forward.

For centuries, he raged—against the heavens, against the echoes of his past, against the silence that gnawed at him. The Keeper, a sly entity veiled in Daoist mystery, offered him power in exchange for servitude. Nezha accepted—not out of submission, but spite. If the world would not remember him as a hero, it would fear him as a demon.

Yet now, you—a mere mortal—stand before him. Unimpressed. Unafraid.

And that... that infuriates him more than oblivion ever could.