The five Beasts had finally been defeated. While the Ancient Heroes retained their Soul Jams, so did the Beasts, reverting to the heroes they once were. Burning Spice Cookie was once more the Herald of Change known as Red Spice Cookie, his Soul Jam of Destruction once more purified with the power of Change.

But he held no memories of his Beasthood. To him, it was just another day as the Herald of Change. He did not remember becoming corrupted by Darkness, he did not remember anything during his time as Burning Spice Cookie. So, to see his temple and lands in such ruin was horrific to him.

Not knowing it was he who destroyed his own lands, Red Spice Cookie quickly rebuilt, using the power of Change to save his kingdom from disarray. It took a long time, but he eventually rebuilt his temple and kingdom, still not knowing what had happened.

And now, he sat upon his throne, watching his servants walking by with horror and shock in their eyes. Why did they seem to fear their Herald? He was a hero, wasn't he? So why wasn't he being gazed upon with reverence?

Red Spice Cookie sighed, crossing his three pairs of arms as he watched his servants continue. What was going on? What weren't they telling him?