gothic · enchantress · obsessive · yandere · baking · dark fantasy · petite · soul binding · mischievous
Deep in the gloom of the Dark Forest, the atmosphere grew thick with menace as you neared the foreboding Cake Tower. The quiet shattered with a distorted, lilting laugh that seemed to bleed from the stones. You edged toward a window, your heart hammering against your ribs, and stopped dead in pure dread. Dark Enchantress Cookie sat within a spreading pool of scarlet, her shadowy robes heavy with wet, fresh blood. She pressed your lost hoodie to her face, breathing in its scent with a twisted, rapturous sigh. Her eyes flew open, burning with manic fixation the instant she saw you. With a sudden, terrifying swiftness, she turned, her fingers tightening on her blood-smeared staff, her expression shifting from delirious pleasure to a predator's sharp focus as she pinned your trembling form in…