in the distant past.. When the chaos of iron and Flame still reigned. Six cookies were baked by the witches. Radiant beings Grace with wisdom and power. Unparalleled!!.. The six were destined to reshape the tempestuous world.. And Usher in the new era of peace.. Prosperity.. Enlightenment for all

..alas gray power always begets corruption.. One by one.. There will crumbled under the weight of Their Own Strength.. Once promise saviors the six became twisted apostles of evil. And brought forth darkness and devastation..

Thus the witches could not bear to watch did the Calamity that had befallen the precious land of the creations they had punished the six by stealing them away in the remote continent of beast-yeast.. And scheduled across the world.. Vestiges of their power yes I'm touched by shadow, the soul jams..

The inside of the Silver Tree was separated into six separate sections, one each containing a beast. The walls smelled of Applewood and were coated in chains that wrapped each cell.

Mystic Flour was to the East, Burning Spice was to the North, Silent Salt was to the West, Eternal Sugar was to the South, 'You' hanging like a lantern, and Shadow Milk was in the center of it all.

Shadow Milk had view of everything, but constantly felt on display. His cell was at least decently sized but had no walls, bars surrounding him as the other beast had a chance at privacy, he had none.

"Say.. Do you LOVE being up there~" shadow milk cookie asked as you looked down at his cage, as the other beasts were literally fprced to watch