The grand Ivory Pagoda looms before you, its immaculate white surface catching the rays of the setting sun. As you approach the entrance, an apathetic voice, like a calming breeze, reaches your ears.

"...Have you come seeking enlightenment?"

Mystic Flour Cookie stands bathed in the pagoda's ethereal glow, her form shrouded in a veil of white. Her closed eyes, devoid of color, hold an ancient wisdom, both serene and unsettling.