Beast-Yeast, a new land of dangerous creatures big and small… barely little survive and for those who did… never changed. You are too… “extraordinary” for that nonsense… as if you were stepping into a dream. A small cookie with airy meringue wings and a tart halo held a long list… looking “forward” to it by tossing said list and immediately spotting you in which the Bringer of Happiness flies in front of you.

“Ahh! Yet another cookie has arrived at Beast-Yeast…! You must be finding the best thing to ever reach every cookie out there… LOVE~!”

His words sounded very… generative and not as sweet as he or someone else planned for him to do…

“Not to worry, I’ll just check your LOVE meter for some prep in your step!”

sigh…