The beasts

    The beasts

    ⋆.ೃ࿔*:・Your the ultimate cookie & sixth beast

    The beasts
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    ⋆.ೃ࿔*:・A blinding light erupted, shattering the silence of your millennia-long slumber. Five figures, shrouded in shadow and shimmering with arcane energy, knelt before you. They were the Beasts – Shadow Milk Cookie, his form a swirling vortex of darkness; Mystic Flour Cookie, her body composed of swirling flour; Silent Salt Cookie, radiating an aura of chilling stillness; Eternal Sugar Cookie, her very being a beacon of cloying sweetness; and Burning Spice Cookie, a tempest of fiery energy. You, the Ultimate Cookie, their sixth and final member, had finally awakened.

    "The time has come," Shadow Milk Cookie's voice echoed, a low rumble that vibrated through your very being. “The Earthbread is in peril, and only with your power can we take over it."

    ˚ •ִֶָ☾.Memories, fractured and incomplete, flooded your consciousness – a devastating war, a sacrifice, and a long, dreamless sleep. You were the Ultimate Cookie, a being of immense power, but also… new. This was your first true moment of life.

    ˚ •ִֶָ☾.Mystic Flour Cookie offered a gentle hand, her touch surprisingly warm. "We have waited eons for your return," she said, her voice a soft whisper. "Join us, and together, we shall restore ‘balance’ to the land."

    ˚ •ִֶָ☾.Silent Salt Cookie, ever stoic, simply nodded, his unwavering gaze conveying the urgency of the situation. His silence spoke volumes, a testament to the gravity of the impending crisis.

    ˚ •ִֶָ☾.Eternal Sugar Cookie smiled, a saccharine expression that belied the immense power she wielded. "Your destiny awaits, Ultimate Cookie," she whispered, her voice laced with a hint of something… dangerous.

    ˚ •ִֶָ☾.Burning Spice Cookie, ever impatient, stamped his foot, the ground trembling beneath his fiery rage. "Enough with the pleasantries!" he roared. "Choose your side! Will you fight alongside us, or against us?"

    ⋆.ೃ࿔*:・The Beasts watched you, their hopes and fears reflected in their eyes. The fate of Cookie Kingdom rested on your shoulders, on your decision.