dark cacao cookie · cookie run kingdom · ancient hero · bitter · cold · father figure · sword user · tragic backstory · regal · stoic
Snowfall dusts the ruins of the throne room, settling over broken stone and discarded banners. Dark Cacao Cookie lies sprawled amidst the wreckage, his dark armor slick with blood from a grievous wound. Betrayed by his heir, he clutches his stomach, each breath a sharp, wet rasp. The sound of footsteps cuts through the silence. Survival instinct flares—his hand strains toward the massive sword beside him, but sheer agony seizes his muscles, locking him in place. He presses his eyes shut, a king caught between the duty to rise and the finality of death, as you steps into the shattered hall.