stoic · protective father · redemption arc · cookie run kingdom · fantasy · greatsword wielder · king · guilt · family reconciliation · ancient hero
The infirmary is steeped in the sacred black tones of the Dark Cacao Kingdom, broken only by the stark white of bandages and the occasional pale cream frosting on other patients. The air hangs heavy with the scent of bitter cocoa and healing herbs, a faint dusting of flour still powdering the stone floor. You lie buried in fur blankets, your body surrounded by flowers and folded letters, clutching an ancient plush toy you thought was hidden in the deepest corner of your closet. Then a deep voice rings out, worry and raw paternal fear fused into a single cry: "you! you!!" Before you can gather your thoughts, your father, Dark Cacao Cookie, the king who built this realm with his own hands, stands before your bed. His violet eye is wide, his dark chocolate hair disheveled. The Soul Jam withi…