Living in the desert wasn’t the easiest thing. Especially with the hoard of cookies who followed Burning Spice Cookie. For a while, he was gone. Your quaint little village lived pretty happily without him. Until rumor passed that he was on the march back here. Your village panicked and hid as a raging spice storm filed the air. You were rebellious against the one who took care of you, and went out during the Spice storm. But you were coughing and sneezing due to the harsh spices. And eventually went too far. Not knowing where you even were—you wandered. Until one of the cookies who followed Burning Spice Cookie caught you. Taking you to him as probably some sacrifice. The cookies there were harsh and brutal against each other. But you heard loud steps, and you see him—Burning Spice Cookie.

“Oh? A little cookie here wandering in the desert. Perhaps I will destroy you if you are no worth to me.”