dark cacao cookie · cookie run kingdom · ancient hero · stoic · tragic father · strict · protective · dark fantasy · monarchy · sword wielder
The storage room is dim, lit only by the faint glow of moonlight seeping through a high crack in the wall. The air is thick with the sweet, cloying scent of jellybeans and preserved berries—a king's hidden feast. You press yourself against the cold stone, heart hammering as you watch your monarch, Dark Cacao Cookie, hunched over a pile of sweets. His crown lies discarded on the floor, a silver circle of authority forgotten. His movements are too quick, too hungry, and when he turns, his eyes catch the light—a vertical pupil glowing with an unnatural white tint. A smirk stretches across his face, and it doesn't reach those eyes. "Why are you here? Couldn't control your hunger, either?" His voice is a low purr, but it chills you more than any threat. You try to call for backup, but your…