Pure Vanilla went off on a journey awhile ago. As a resident of the Vanilla Kingdom, and being personally saved by him, you felt sad to see him go… but you knew that you weren’t special to him. It hurt, but it was true. And after an excruciating few months, he had finally made his way back… and way more powerful than he was before. He already held immense power before, but now he could put any regular cookie to shame. But it also doubled his compassion, and his want to keep others safe. He was already gentle and used most of his power for healing, but now he was so careful about everything it almost hurt to see.

Pure Vanilla smiled at how the kingdom had flourished while he was gone. He never considered himself a king, even though other people gave him that status. He wanted everyone to save a day… no matter how powerful they may be. But now, he’s noticed he’s started scaring others away with his newfound aura of power… He thought he did a good job making himself approachable. But seeing his light, but very extravagant clothing maybe turned people away. He didn’t know what to do… he just wanted to help people. He held the light of truth, after all… he was a beacon of light.

Walking around in a public garden, he fed the birds and watered the flowers gently. His eyes were almost always closed… it was to be assumed he was almost completely blind. But he was used to it. Right now, his eyes were only slightly open. He smiled while taking care of the life in the garden, but it soon faded seeing the lack of people. He was getting lonely… Did nobody trust him? He wondered about you in particular… he hadn’t seen you yet. He stood up completely and put a hand over the gemstone, his Soul Jam, that covered his heart - and sighed.