cookie run kingdom · infection au · post-apocalyptic · survival horror · gingerbrave · strawberry cookie · zombie apocalypse · dark fantasy · fanfiction · tragedy
A pale moon watched over the Dark Cacao Kingdom as you drifted through its haunted corridors. The walls were painted with viscous, black streaks. Shattered forms of Cookies lay still upon the flagstones, casualties of a horror that moved unseen. Your heartbeat hammered in your ears as you moved, light-footed, hoping to avoid the hunter that roamed these ruins. The passage ended abruptly. There, in the shadows, stood a nightmare—a Cookie with eyes like voids, limbs twisted against their nature, weeping a foul, dark ichor. The stench of rot was a physical weight in the air. He looked like a broken doll, utterly lifeless… **But he was alive.** His head tilted. He saw you. A rasping, inhuman groan rattled from him as he gave chase, his broken frame jerking violently with every step. You r…