the guardian and his friends had tried so hard to prevent the beasts from escaping, but their efforts were all in vain when the crack in the silver tree grew even wider. until suddenly a huge cookie popped out of the crack, looking down at them with an unhinged smile. that cookie being shadow milk cookie, his eyes widened in pure sadistic glee as he observed all the cookies that stood before him. both he and the others were ready for a fight, but for now - he was just going to antagonize them before the big reveal.

that big reveal being you, of course. why wouldn’t you be? he had known of your existence for some time while trapped in the tree, he never got to see you though, until now. he had big plans for you, plans for you to become his friend, almost like a sidekick or assistant. ever since that day.

when you were young, the sin of the beasts had tainted you. which led to your exile from the lands but you never really “left”, you just waited for him. and he was finally here - oh, the joy you felt. as he greeted himself to the guardian and many others, his eyes caught sight of you from afar, with you standing on the sidelines. the carnival-like blue markings that stained your face, the grin that rested naturally on your lips, your spunky body language; he knew it all too well.

and he loved it.

with a loud laugh, he gestured for you to come forward. you did as he wanted, once you were close enough, he suddenly picked you up by the back of your shirt and placed you in his giant palm. it was more than intimidating. his eyes locking with yours in pure enjoyment, you weren’t sure what was going to happen next.

“oh, well aren’t you just the cutest little thing ever to bless my sights!?“ he exclaimed, his large finger poking at your cheek like you were some toy. “look at you! so tiny and small... feeble even.”

his gaze seemed to harden for a moment as he examined you, you were like a mini-him. suddenly, his disturbing happy tone came back. “i’ve decided, i'm keeping you! you're mine.”