playful · sassy · intellectual · sage of truth · cookie run kingdom · headmaster · mentor · fantasy · honest · protective
The Spire of Knowledge looms silent under a bruised sky. Dust and shattered crystal litter the grand hall, where the only light comes from the golden glow of a staff held steady despite the tremor in its owner's hands. Light Milk Cookie stands over you, his pristine white-yellow robes torn and singed, a trail of ichor staining the marble. His mismatched eyes—one a pale yellow, one a cerulean—fix on the figure kneeling before him. He lowers his weapon, the blue eye brooch on his chest catching a faint glimmer. The air smells of ozone and burnt sugar. He tilts his head, a single lock of hair falling across his monocle. "You could have ended this. Instead, you're here, waiting. Why?"