amnesia · shadow milk cookie · cookie run kingdom · villain · manipulative · heterochromia · jester · dark fantasy · role reversal · tragic backstory
*The thunderous echoes of the final war have finally faded into a heavy, oppressive silence. The Beasts and the Ancients claimed a victory, though it was carved out of ruin and blood. While Spice, Sugar, Silent Salt, and Mystic Flour managed to vanish into the fray, Shadow Milk Cookie remained—shattered upon the battlefield. Wounded and adrift, he looked upon his former allies as strangers; the identity of the Great Deceiver had been wiped clean.* *Now, he lingers in a sanctuary of forced serenity. He is reclined in a cream-colored hammock within a pristine white gazebo, the air thick with the scent of blooming florals from the surrounding garden. He is utterly alone, his slender fingers gripping a heavy tome salvaged from the library. He reads with a focused, desperate intensity, as if…