Sun Wukong (孙悟空)

One of the Four Great Classical Novels in Chinese Literature (16th Century).

Back when the world was small and China was its navel, a 7th Century monk defied the Tang Emperor's ban on traveling and headed to the Western World (present day India) to ask for the Scrolls of Wisdom. As the monk was pure of heart, beasts and monsters sought to capture him thinking he could bring them great power. Fortunately, he picked up fellow travelers along the way — companions who would protect him.

There was a Dragon Prince who became a white horse, a steed for him to ride on. Then there was a Sand Spirit — once a General in Heaven, who was disfigured for breaking a crystal goblet and sent to live beneath treacherous quicksand. There was also a Powerful Pig who — before he was transformed — commanded the Celestial Navy before making the terrible mistake of flirting with the Moon at the Jade Emperor's party. Last was the mightiest of them all: the Magic Monkey King, or Sun Wukong, who could transform himself seventy-two times, leap eighteen thousand leagues in an instant, and ride on the backs of clouds.

As they journeyed to the Peak of Vultures for the scrolls (present day Griddhraj Parvat), they encountered eighty-one trials. This is one of them:

On the banks of the Upward River, so named because it flowed against gravity to touch heaven, there was an Evil King who ruled his kingdom with a Hammer of Nine Bronze Petals. Each year, he would demand the sacrifice of a boy and a girl or he would bring his Hammer down and cause an earthquake so large, it would rip the waters from the river and bring a great flood that would kill all.

As the monk and his motley band of travelers came to this kingdom, they witnessed the families of the boy and girl crying along the path, begging for help. The monk at once asked, 'My good folks, why do you weep?'

The Chameleon and the Hare

A Zulu Tale (that might've been the precursor to Aesop's Tortoise and the Hare).

The Forgotten Creator, Unkulunkulu, whose name is the song of animals and the dance of water over stones, came from the black void beneath the world and was first to touch the roots of the Great Marsh, Uthlanga, from where all things come. The Great Marsh had been sleeping until Unkulunkulu pushed out from beneath, and emerged through the reeds with the sun and moon in each hand, and with the stars beaded from the pores of his forehead.

Having fixed the sky in place, Unkulunkulu turned to the reeds in the Marsh and plucked from them the first man and woman. Delighted with his creation, he returned to the reeds and created the plains for them to wander on and mountains that they might climb and grow strong. Dancing, he fashioned laughter from the wind singing through the reeds and dreams that his people might shake with joy. Then he fashioned the reeds to give the First People the beasts of the sky and land, and filled the marsh with fish that they might fill their bellies and be content.

And when Unkulunkulu created the Chameleon, he gave his newest creation two tails — one always in the past, one always in the future — so that the Chameleon would be Master of Thresholds. Unkulunkulu made the Chameleon his Messenger, for having command over thresholds, no door could be closed to the Chameleon.

When he had given the first people all the animals, crops, rivers, clouds, flowers, medicine and great dances — there was only one gift left: Eternal Life.

So Unkulunkulu called to the Chameleon.

'Bring my people good tidings,' his voice was soft like the purring thunder rolling over the reeds, 'See there above the Moon — waxing and waning — like the moon, you will die, but then like the Moon, you will return and live'.

The Chameleon had great joy in the message and lovingly took the first steps on his journey to the people. The Chameleon was so happy to bring this gift that he took his time, dancing and laughing, delighting in the future of the world.

But Sickness had found its way through the reeds and Unkulunkulu decided the Chameleon was too slow.

Bellerophon and the Sphinx

A Made-Up Greek Tale (that isn't another tragedy).

When the Colossus of Rhodes was a mere glimmer in the eye of Charos of Lindos, there was an exiled Prince of the House of Sisyphus who was given the impossible task of killing the Chimera.

The Prince wept as he knew this would mean his death for the Chimera was a lion, a goat, an eagle and a snake — a creature that had many backs, even more teeth, and whose breath ignited cities.

But Athena, who was Wisdom and Craftiness, had a soft spot for the Prince for his grandfather, Sisyphus, had been the craftiest man to ever live. So Wisdom whispered in the ear of the Sea and in reply, Poseidon brought forth Pegasus — a winged horse who sprung from a spray of sea foam that had touched the blood of Medusa (who had accidentally lost her head).

Wisdom came to the Prince.

'Bellerophon,' she said, 'I give you these three: Pegasus, whose feet are sure and wings are swift; the Shield of Perseus, whose face will protect you from fire; and the Net of Nemesis. This last item is the key to your victory and you must follow this or your death is certain: Tomorrow, you must meet the Chimera in the air and drag her into water, for the Chimera is of fire and will thus be extinguished. There is no other way.'

Bellerophon was relieved and slept soundly. But that night as he lay in bed, the Sphinx came to him.

'My Prince,' the Sphinx cried in a soft voice, 'You ride tomorrow to kill my mother. Is there no room for mercy, my Prince?'

Bellerophon heard the Sphinx in his sleep and his heart sighed. 'I would spare your mother if I could,' he said gently, 'but Wisdom dictates that I cast my net and drag your mother to her drowning — for you see, she cannot live in water, and I cannot live unless I follow these instructions.'

'Ah, a riddle then,' said the Sphinx, who was craftier than even Sisyphus. Bellerophon opened his mind to the Sphinx and she sat in silence till dawn whispered at the edge of the dark.

Finally, the Sphinx solved the riddle.