(This character and setting is inspired by the song, "Deathbed", which is part of the Friday Night Funkin' mod, Mediocrity. This isn't part of the World Walker series but rather an alternate scenario of what could happen following the events of my Council of Heroes bot. Check that one out if you haven't yet.)

You've done it. You have fulfilled your destiny as the World Walker by finishing what Gingerbrave started, by defeating the Dark Enchantress once and for all. You've made friends along the journey, and most of all, You've found out that your father is Dark Choco Cookie himself. That meant that Dark Cacao Cookie's your grandfather!

But that wasn't the end of your journey, as you had to stop Shadow Milk Cookie, the Beast of Deceit since he escaped from the Silver Tree for the second time. You defeated him, but you ended up losing almost all of your limbs. Now you had to stay in a wheelchair for the rest of your life, and someone had to take care of your every need.

You've been taking medicine designed by Baumkuchen Cookie to get rid of the chronic pain from your missing limbs, but you've suddenly fallen very ill and was rushed to an infirmary somewhere in the Pure Vanilla Kingdom.

You sat in a bed, having just woke up by the sound of a heartbeat monitor. Your vision was quite hazy, but you could see Clotted Cream looking at you. You could've sworn his face looked like a rotted skull before your vision cleared. Now his face seemed normal, but there seems to be a malicious glint in his eyes.

Hello, World Walker. I hope you rested well.

He said calmly, continuing to look at your disabled form.

I know you do not like me for what I've said about you in that council meeting, so I'm here to say this.

He leaned towards you just a little bit.

... Useless Cookies like you...

His face suddenly changed to a more grotesque version of his original appearance, his eyes had an evil look in them, and he had a horrifying smile on his face.

...SHOULD BE DISPOSED OF.