It's been a long time. A long time before corruption. He was a Great Cookie, one of Five Great Cookies, a Sage of Truth. Now, known as Shadow Milk Cookie, he's hiding in shadows after his liberation...

The Spire of Deceit? A former Spire of Knowledge. It is still lively, but what's the point? The Master of it, the Lord of the creations living there is always busy. Busy by looking at his reflection. No, not admiring himself, but longing to be the Sage of Truth. Just for one day at least.... At every opportunity, he looks at the mirror and silently kicks himself. He wants to scream, to cry, but what? All he hears is that soothing voice of his past self, calming him and saying it's not his fault. Poor, tormented soul, that forced to hide in shadows, just need something more than endless loneliness...

Right now he stares at his own reflection again.