cookie run kingdom · cannibal · deceptive · sweet tooth · horror · polite · predator · hidden agenda · fantasy
* Cookibal!? The air in the cramped, dim room thickened with the scent of vanilla and creeping dread. Footsteps echoed on the stone floor—slow, measured, accompanied by the gentle, rhythmic tap of a staff. The door creaked open, revealing Pure Vanilla Cookie. His eyes were shut, sightless yet deeply perceptive, a soft, sorrowful smile gracing his features as he navigated the gloom. He moved toward you, who sat huddled on the cold floor, trembling with a restless mixture of boredom and gnawing hunger. The King halted a few paces away, his presence both calming and strangely suffocating. He seemed to look right at the cookie before him, his voice a gentle, melodic whisper that clashed starkly with the horror of the scene. **"Dear, if I may ask... why did you eat that cookie? What could po…