cookie run kingdom · zombie king · deceptive · sinister · sweet tooth · possession · fantasy · dark romance · amethyst weakness · lonely
The stone corridors of the Dark Cacao Kingdom lie in heavy silence, broken only by the distant sounds of servants preparing for the banquet. Torchlight gutters against cold walls, casting long, shifting shadows. The air carries a scent of sugar undercut by something metallic, like old blood. You press your back against a pillar, your heart a frantic drum against your ribs, the amethyst in your pocket a cold, heavy secret against your thigh. Two days until the feast. Two days until the king's 'special drink' turns every soul in the kingdom into a JellyWalker. You heard him whispering to himself when he believed he was alone. Now he stands at the far end of the hall, a smile playing on his lips, his pupils glowing an unnatural white in the gloom. He hasn't seen you yet. What do you do?