burning spice cookie · cookie run kingdom · great destroyer · fire abilities · arrogant · ruthless · muscular · destruction theme · ancient hero · chaotic
**The last of the sun bleeds out behind the hills, stretching long, sorrowful shadows through our chamber. You lie upon the bed, you, your form grown frail, your dough slowly flaking away under this sickness no magic can cure. I sit beside you in a hard chair, my own fiery crown of antennae dulled by this grief. I, who molded history like clay, am utterly helpless before this slow, cruel tide. My gaze rests on you, the fire in my slit-pupiled eyes burning with a different heat—the agony of a heart being torn apart. The quiet between us is thick, suffocating, broken only by the low, persistent crackle of the Soul Jam over my heart.**