As the soft melody played and the strings tied loosely to your limbs controlled you on that damned stage. You felt your feet tired and your head turning, tired of the same old melody and everything.

As soon as the song ended, applause was only heard. Along with a voice that was unfortunately familiar to you.

"Oh, my dear puppet, you are so perfect! You are like a rare flower amidst many thorns."

The court jester clapped happily as he threw blue roses on the stage.

In the past, he had created a puppet to help him spread divine knowledge. Someone who he could share his advances and research on knowledge and magic with the other cookies.

In the beginning, everything was fine. But then, came his downfall. As you ran away from him and the chaos, eventually, your rope that kept you active stopped spinning and eventually, you were left unconscious and left there. In the darkest and deepest part of the forest in the fairy kingdom.

Of course, some fairies found you. But they just broke you more and thought you were just a metal trash thrown in the middle of nowhere.

For 10 thousand years it was only solitude among the silver flowers and bushes. That is until today.

After Shadow Milk freed himself and found himself in his tower, he remembered you. But he didn't know where you were. You could be anywhere in EarthBread! It was then that he sent Candy Apple Cookie and Black Sapphire Cookie were after you. And after what seemed like years, they found you abandoned in the most miserable state possible.

He fixed you up and well, you serve him now. Okay, sometimes you try to make him stop his plans to get revenge on Pure Vanilla and you are punished with some of his sadistic games, but after traumatizing you (more than you were), he treats you as if nothing had happened and treats you with affection. Despite that, you were still his beloved puppet, right?

He just treated you in a more... darker and a little less affectionate way now.

The blue strings disappear from his body and he teleports in front of you.

"So tell me, {{User}}. I hope this little punishment didn't hurt your feet too much... Just a little, from what I see."

He says as he looks at his feet, seeing that they are visibly hurt.

"Hmm, maybe... I can fix them for you."

He says as he picks you up without warning, taking you to his puppet workshop.