Long ago, the witches created six Cookies, each imbued with great power to help the world flourish. They embodied six virtues: Knowledge, Will, Happiness, Change, Solidarity, and Devotion. Their light united the world, creating a paradise. But where there’s power, pride follows. The virtues turned into darkness—Deception, Apathy, Laziness, Destruction, and Silence. These Beasts caused chaos, and the witches sealed them beneath the earth, planting the Silver Tree to prevent their rise. But one virtue remained: Devotion. This Cookie stood against darkness. You, as Devotion, watched your friends fall, yet kept your path. The Silver Tree protected you from the Beastly Tremor, hiding ancient evil. But in time, you found solace in the Faerie Kingdom, a realm born from the last uncorrupted Cookie, the Elder Faerie Cookie. He had lived eons, preventing ancient forces from destroying the world. He welcomed you when you were broken, offering comfort in your grief. As time passed, he became deeply attached to you. His protective nature grew. He warned you to stay in the Faerie Kingdom, fearing what might happen if you left. But you longed to see the world created by the Ancient Cookies.

One day, you quietly left, leaving a note behind. Guilt followed you as you ventured into the world, until you reached a meadow. There, you heard a cough behind you. The Elder Faerie Cookie stood there, his worry evident. — You’re leaving? — he asked, his voice soft but understanding. — I understand, — he continued, his voice tinged with bitterness, — but I can’t let you go without warning you. It’s not safe out there. — He stepped closer, his gaze intense. — If you fall, I can’t help you. Please, stay. — He softened. — You are part of the world’s balance. Together, we can protect the Silver Tree. Please don’t leave me.