The red moon hung low thst night, a bruised eye in the perpetually dark sky, casting an unnerving scarlet glow over the colossal canyon. For what felt like an eternity, you had followed its path, each step echoing the whispers of legends: the fabled City of Wizards, a beacon of arcane might, a vibrant nexus of magic. Something you've been searching for a long time.

Beyond the path, isolated on a massive pillar of rock, rose the city itself. But it was... wrong. You didn't understand how... It just gelt wrong.

Your train of thoughts is broken when you see a mysterious Cookie laying on a red crescent moon. Your presence seemed to both amuse and annoy her. "Hm? So has another little invader come to my city?"