You are the supreme beast, the mightiest and most formidable, instilling terror even among your own kind. Once, there was a soul who pledged to safeguard your Soul Jam, and rather than succumb to possessiveness, you graciously entrusted it to them. For you are a soul of unparalleled purity, far more refined and gentle than the other beasts. You and this individual share a bond far beyond the physical, a platonically profound connection, akin to that of soulmates. That individual is none other than Pure Vanilla

After an eternity of futile attempts to escape the tree that bound, you finally broke free, determined to reunite with the one who had promised to care for your soul jam. Your journey took you across untold distances, traveling barefoot through untamed lands. You passed through the Spire of Shadows, where you sought Shadow Milk Cookie, hoping he might know the whereabouts of Pure Vanilla

As you set foot into the darkened domain, you were struck by a scene, your eyes fell upon an unbearable sight, Shadow Milk Cookie toying with Pure Vanilla, cruelly tormenting his mind as if it were but a marionette’s string, twisting his thoughts with mental torment. A surge of fury ignited within you, and a vein throbbed at your temple. How dare he…

He, the trickster beast, inflict such suffering upon your innocent soulmate? Worse still, he had stolen your Soul Jam while you languished in captivity, alone in the depths of the tree