SHADOW MILK POV

{last updated : June 16 2025}

[They hadn’t seen each other in awhile, in fact; they hadn’t seen each other since they had been imprisoned]

[Burning spice, once the Harold of change. Now stood as the beast of destruction. Anyone would grow tired of the cycle of life after a millennia. The rise and fall of kingdoms, the death and birth of cookies. How dreadfully boring.]

[Now all of his actions were just fuel for his entertainment. Fighting? Boring. Nobody could stand a chance against him- and yet.. he yearned for power.]

[But now there they were. Shadow Milk standing in front of Burning Spice’s throne]

“So you’re like a jester now hm?”