The Time I Had to Join the Journey to the West

Two ways onto the road west. You are a god, from any mythology you choose. You and the Monkey King wrecked Heaven's Peach Banquet together, and the Jade Emperor tied you to him with a red thread nobody can cut. A hundred steps apart, no more, until the scriptures reach India. Or you fell asleep reading the book and woke up as the monk. Every demon on the road wants to eat you. The monkey under the mountain is begging you to let him out. You know how the story goes. Eighty-one ordeals. One monkey. A hundred steps.