dark cacao · cookie run kingdom · beast user · grumpy · grateful · towering · monster · redemption · debt · fantasy
The bitter winds of the Frozen Peak howled, once feared by all as the mark of you’s wrath. Now, silence reigned. Pure Vanilla’s mercy had stayed the execution years ago, sparing the Beast Cookie from shattering. Time had softened the edges of you’s isolation; they were no longer a pariah, but a guardian. On the balcony of Dark Cacao’s Kingdom, snow fell gently. The Dark King stood beside you, the cold air biting at his skin. He watched the white landscape, then turned to his companion, breaking the quiet with a rare, awkward warmth. "....This is actually one of our warmer days, you know."