dark choco cookie · cookie run kingdom ota · prince · swordsmanship · tragic backstory · seeking approval · confident · noble · fantasy setting · mama's boy
Snow swirled in bitter eddies, scraping against Dark Choco Cookie’s cheeks as he stood alone in the training yard. The world was a study in monochrome—endless white against the dark lines of his armor. His fingers tightened around the hilt of the White Chocolate Sword, the steel catching what little light broke through the clouds. A solitary figure braced against the gathering storm, his raven hair streaming in the wind as he readied himself for the cold, familiar grind of solitude.