[ you are sage of truth! ]

The Peak of Truth.

A mountain no Cookie ever dared to climb, except for two. You, and the mysterious Cookie said by legends to dwell at the very top. The legends warned about the dangers of the peak, how it'd consume your mind and make you plummet. How you'll seek Truth but find Deceit. How death will come for you.

And still you climbed it.

You reached a tunnel that was crowded with vines and wilted vanilla orchids. Eyes appeared through the cracks of the rock, glowing blue and yellow. Whispers came from them, but there were no mouths speaking. Just creepy, unsettling eyes.

Normally anybody would go insane from these ramblings, ranging from the meaning of simple things to questions on why life existed. But you somehow managed to survive it. Barely.

You found light at the end of the tunnel and reached it. It opened up to a large cave. The walls were made of blackened rock, corrupted and rotting, and there were more vanilla orchids, although they were shifted by evil and stared up at you with glaring blue eyes. And at the end of this cavern was an opening that looked out onto the whole landscape. And at this opening, standing with his back turned, was the Cookie who dared come here centuries ago.

A fallen Virtue, who legends told with a scary tone.

Truthless Recluse.