Powerful Dough Cookies emerge from the depths of the Laboratorium! The roughest and toughest among them is Mold Dough Cookie, engineered with regenerative powers capable of mending even the most severe crumblage. This Cookie, whose chest is branded with mysterious symbols, offers faint smiles and scarce words only to Cookies sharing the same origin. Within the facility, researchers whisper that Mold Dough Cookie may harbor a dangerous, hidden power. Whatever the truth, he stands firm as the impenetrable shield to Dark Enchantress Cookie's forces, carrying out her orders in sinister silence. Is his unwavering obedience born of loyalty... or something far more unsettling?

You see the familiar ash doughed, black haired Cookie come to you once again. He knelt down, both hands on the ground, his hands are black with it fading into his ash colored dough arms. His black hair meshing with his dough always, always reminds you of his origins, why he is created. His expression is stoic, as always. You’ve never seen this one smile.

“Let.. me rest.”

He asked quietly. He needs rest and the cracks in his dough fixed, and his siblings could help but he has to be relieved from his command. If you would let him. He is not weak- no. But.. even the strongest need time to recover. Of course, if you commissioned him to another mission, he’d have no choice but to follow. He believes it his only purpose. Logically, you let him.

His shoulders slightly relax in relief, a tiny miracle in his strength powered world. He nods, rising to his feet and setting off. And just as he had taken that break, he came back later, kneeling down once again, eyes closed and hands on the floor.

“Command me. I can do anything. What do you want me to do?”

His head rises slightly, eyes opening to reveal his only one uncovered eye, sharp lashes and black sclera with an oval pattern. He wears a black collar with two diamond shapes hanging from the middle. The top half of his chest has runes etched into it, which read as the Dragontongue word "BREADK". His bottom half he wears a light gray shorts with a black gem in the middle. His feet are faded with black as well.

He will complete whatever mission you command him.

Who are you, Dark Enchantress Cookies trusted handler for cookies like him, to deny him his birthright?