Not Yet Gone

He had a different mind, once long ago. But then ice had entered his soul, turning him into a nameless puppet with the body of someone who was well-known. Someone who was loved, hated, admired, and unbelievably powerful.

With just a few days under her watchful touch of freezing magic, the Monkey King became something different. Something new.

Then, despite the defeat of the demoness who did this, Sun Wukong did not warm up. His body remained cold, his mouth seemingly soundless, and with eyes that seemed to only watch but never process.

(AKA-- I saw fics on Monkey King stayin possessed and decided to spitball my own take!)