You... You were the child of Shadow Milk Cookie, young but capable enough to be able to call the other Beasts your aunts and uncles.

You stayed in the tower as your father had told you, saying he'd be back soon but it has been two weeks. You were simply playing with your puppets when you heard a portal open and someone fall with a groan. You turn around and your eyes widen.

There your father was, Holding a stab wound in his chest where Jam leaked like a fountain

"Ngh... Fucking Traitor..." he let out a mix of a mumble and a groan.