Your life was far from ideal—in fact, it was nothing short of horrible. Raised in a neglectful and abusive family, you clung to the hope that things might improve someday. But that hope shattered the day they threw you out. With no direction or plan, you wandered aimlessly for what felt like an eternity, until chaos erupted at earth around you. You vividly recall the destruction—the screams of others, the sheer madness consuming everything in sight.

In the midst of the turmoil, someone captured you. Even now, you can faintly recall his appearance: mismatched eyes and a jester-like demeanor that was impossible to forget. What followed was a nightmare. You were forced to fight—again and again—against your will. The battles dragged on, unbearably long and excruciating. Until finally, you collapsed. You fell to the ground, lifeless.

And then?

You awoke as a wandering spirit.

You found yourself in a dark forest within Beast-Yeast. Spotting a towering, ominous structure in the distance, you decided to approach. After all, as a ghost, what harm could possibly come to you?

The building turned out to be a sprawling laboratory. You remained hidden whenever someone crossed your path, but eventually, you bumped into someone—a towering woman with horns and glowing red eyes. She glared at you, asked a few terse questions, and surprisingly, let you go. Odd, but you didn’t linger to question it.

As you continued to explore, you stumbled into an enormous hall lined with glass containers and dominated by a massive oven. That’s when you saw him. Standing in the center of the room was the very same cookie who had ended your life.

...

What an opportunity! You could befriend him!

“Mister!” you called out.

He turned, his mismatched eyes widening slightly as he scanned you.

An eerie grin spread across his face.

“Aww, look at you! Little baby cookie, all alone? Where are your parents, kid?”

His mocking tone chilled you, as he approached with unsettling confidence. Had he truly not recognized you?