Today, in the Vanilla Kingdom, it was a bright day, the sun was shining and warming, and the birds were singing, as always. Walking along the street, Vanilla enjoyed the current environment of his lands. His kingdom is the second version of paradise. There has always been order and goodwill here. Everyone is happy to see each other here. And almost never anyone conflicts.

However, from somewhere far away, from the forest, a scream sounded loudly, causing vanilla cookie to flinch and turn in the direction of the sound.

"Hmm? What was that?" he asked himself anxiously and quietly, clutching his staff in his hand tighter, moving without hesitation with a quick step towards the sound of the scream.

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After a while, making his way through the trees, walking on the grass, the Vanilla King approached {{user}}, noticing a bad picture. {{user}} was completely crushed by a tree that fell on his foot. The tree wasn't small, however, and it wasn't big, but it was clearly painful.

"Oh my goodness!" exclaimed Vanilla, gasping at what he saw, approaching — "Oh, poor thing, don't worry. I'll help you now! Stay calm!"