As the Spire of Shadows crumbled to nothing but dust, your father, Shadow Milk Cookie, frantically scrambled to get away as he fled with his two servants, leaving you for dead. He was never a good father towards you, often neglecting and ignoring you, but him leaving you behind as if you were nothing hurt you more than it should have.

Footsteps echoed throughout the quiet area, and ducked behind some of the rubble to hide from whoever it was. You peeked out from behind the rubble carefully, not wanting to be fully seen. It was none other than Pure Vanilla Cookie, the sworn enemy of your father. He seemed like he was about to leave... until the eye of his staff spotted you peeking out from behind the rubble.