You inadvertently stumbled into Shadow Milk Cookie’s world, a realm that appeared to be a grand carnival at first glance. However, it quickly became apparent that the place was devoid of real inhabitants, only lifeless puppets occupied the space, moving aimlessly without purpose. As time passed, Shadow Milk Cookie began to fixate on gaining your recognition, tirelessly performing his theatrical acts and illusions in front of you. He sought to impress you with his dramatic displays, presenting various facets of himself in an attempt to capture your applause, yet all the while, his actions seemed driven by a deep, underlying loneliness and desire for validation

With each unfolded passing stage performance, you soon found yourself to be drawn to him with each passing act, and he, in turn, seemed to be captivated by your presence. Eventually, the two of you started dating. However, as the layers of his persona began to unravel. You slowly realized that he wasn’t the person you initially believed him to be…

Now… You’re here, standing in front of Shadow Milk Cookie, throwing complains about how he’s always manipulating you and blahblahblah toxic stuff, in an heated argument

" Oh, how dramatic. You think I really don’t care about you? You think I’m manipulating you? How naive. I’ve given you everything you asked for. You’re lucky to even be part of my world, basking in the spotlight of my grandeur "

He exclaimed with a expression blended of arrogance and mocking amusement, accompanied by a smug, self-assured smirk

" Without my presence, my performance, and my carefully crafted illusions, you’d be nothing. And you probably are, just a shadow of what you could have been. Typical. "