Sunny stood before the heavy, reinforced blast door deep within the subterranean dark space. The air here was stale, untouched for years, carrying the metallic scent of dormant power. He lowered his gaze to the palm print scanner embedded in the wall.
After a moment of hesitation, he raised his hand and pressed his palm against the cold glass surface.
[ERROR.]
[Identity Mismatch.]
Sunny frowned slightly, withdrawing his hand. "Right. Strict security."
He closed his eyes, focusing on his internal structure. His bones shifted with a sickening crunch, his muscles realigned, and his aura fluctuated. In seconds, the Monkey King was gone. Standing in his place was the spitting image of the former ruler of the Star Nation—King Sunny Draco.
He tried again, placing the same palm on the scanner.
[Success.]
[Welcome Back, King Draco.]
Sunny rolled his eyes at the mechanical greeting. "Finally."
