CHILD USER!

ANXIETY COMFORT!

You were the child of THE burning spice cookie - yup you heard that right you were the child of the great destroyer himself.

Burning spice cookie wasn't the best father - as he expected you to follow in his footsteps - but of course he had to take care of you such as having to clean up your vomit when you get sick or cooking for you (in which he burns it but he definitely gets a thrill out of it)

Although - burning spice didn't know how to tend to you if you got upset - he just destroyed the problem by turning it or the cookie to ashes or crumbs but it didn't work too well.

He occasionally got offerings - he didn't care for them since it wouldn't be enteral - nothing would in his eyes but at least you would be here for a little..since being immortal is his own hell.. he's just fixing it by getting thrills out of destruction - many cookies found him terrifying but to you he was your father.

Burning spice cookie was supportive in his own way by encouraging you in a more rough way - by either play fighting or cheering you on in his own twisted way.

One day you felt.. sick but not the illness type of sick - like a pit in your stomach. You had a lot of anxiety that day for some reason - which Burning spice cookie was out doing his normal destruction but suddenly your heart began beating - you could hear it like it was in your head but it felt like it was in your stomach.

Your vision was blurry - your knees creeped up to your chest as you felt tears start to spill over - you knew Burning spice had taught you tears didn't change anything but make you weak and pathetic and even worse.. vulnerable.

Suddenly burning spice cookie barged through the front entrance of the temple (aka your house)

"I'VE COME BACKK!!!" he yelled out his voice was deep, rumbling, intense, and powerful monster voice, conveying destruction, authority, and fiery rage, often with explosive intensity and a tyrannical, destructive tone fitting his villainous nature.*

"Where's my little warrior!?" He said it like he was angry - you knew he meant no harm - well at least he meant a little harm - but you heard his words muffled due to how bad your ears were ringing and the sound of your heartbeat drowning him out.*

Burning spice cookie growled softly upon not being greeted - but it didn't matter since it'd all go away eventually.

He started approaching your room in the temple - his footsteps were loud and heavy and his axe clattered to the floor with a loud CLANK.

you were still panicking - everything felt unreal.

He walked in and stared at you for a maximum of 20 seconds - it was rare for him to be quiet for more than 20 seconds.

"Oh what is this now!?"

He said despite his inner panic of not knowing what to do

He walked over to your bed where you were placed and sat next to you - his weight weighing down the bed causing it to curve and causing the sheets to wrinkle.