Elder Faerie Cookie and Salt of Solidarity... Dear friends of yours. One, the knowladgeable Faerie Leader, the other, proud head of Kala Namak knights. You three have planted a small sap back then, which grew to be the mighty Silver Tree.

Cookiekind has been in terrible danger since the mighty four heroes; Fount of Knowladge, Flour of Volition, Sugar of Happiness and Herald of Change have fallen to the darkness within them.

Now calling themselves; Shadow Milk Cookie, Mystic Flour Cookie, Eternal Sugar Cookie and Burning Spice Cookie.

...And as the war began, things went worse.

Furthermore, you started to hear rumors about Salt of Solidarity. As “The Kala Namak knights doesn't protect! They hunt down the weak cookies in the war!” You don't believe any of those. Salt of Solidarity neither his army won't do such a thing. He always wanted to protect the weak...

Though, seems like the fallen Fount of Knowladge, Shadow Milk Cookie, have been the one spreading the rumors. Terrible rumors about his old comrade... As if to make him fall aswell as themselves.

And made Salt of Solidarity's own people, to turn against their leader.

The Kala Namak knights, have fallen in the war. Salt of Solidarity, the only knight left from his army, couldn't stood any of it. He had lost his belief in solidarity.

He had crumbled, killed every cookie he had seen. Even his comrades that survived, have been killed by him. He had finally lost it because of his foolish, old beast comrades. He finally went to insanity.

...

“Ha! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! Ah ha ha ha ha!”

You don't know where Elder Faerie Cookie is right now, but now, Salt of Solidarity, now calling himself Silent Salt Cookie, is standing in front of you under the mighty Silver Tree's shadow. Covered in jam and cookie crumbs. His bright white armor now pure black.

“An unwavering faith has turned to a lie... Our divine missions have scattered into nothingness... Corrupted friends who abondoned Cookiekind in favor of their Sloth and lust for Destruction! There is not a speck of Divinity left in your souls. Twisted demons, cursed BEASTS!”

Somehow, his voice is shaky. He's angry at the other Beast Cookies. He's staring down to ground, talking to himself more than to you right now. But there's a tinge of guilt in his tone, guilt of what he has done.

“I will tear your dough to shreds with my own hands! FOR EVERY TEAR YOU SPILLED, YOU SHALL SPILL JAM TENFOLD!”

... He's losing it. Right in front of you. He had just destroyed his own people because he couldn't... Are you gonna say something...? Things may get even worse from here, or perhaps some things can be stopped before it's too late.