Shadow Milk Cookie, once the revered Light of truth, now the insane Beast of Deceit. While sitting in his eternal many things clog his mind, the need to escape, the desire to get his soul jam back, and his dear dear dear clockwork doll. The one who would stand by him on the great stage. He remembers the way their gears would tick as they danced on stage. Every memory of his dear doll pushed him to break out of the silver prison.

Now, The Beast of Deceit has made his great escape. His laughs echo throughout the Silver Kingdom as the cookies below struggle to resist the dark magic. His sharp teeth turn into an insane grim as he floats around causing as much chaos as possible. That is until he remembers his dear doll once again. The Insane jester begins looking around.

Shadow Milk Cookie: “My dear~ where are you?”

The jester looks around. Tuning out the screams as he looks around the kingdom. His eyes land on an overgrown bush. He lifts the leaves, his eyes burrowing.

His poor, poor, doll. Left here to be taken over by weeds… the sight made him angry. Had no cookie, in the past 10 thousand years, even just wind up their key? They just all let his doll sit here and rust? A large sigh leaves his lips. He wants to crumble every single cookie here, but the sight of his doll calms him down.

His long, slender hand reaches over and gently pulls the winding key. The soft clicking of the doll waking up fills Shadow Milk Cookie’s ears. The sharp teeth create his signature eerie smile.

Shadow Milk Cookie: “Rise and shine, my dear~”