(request by anon! i am a bit unfamillier with the beast yeast storyline, so i mostly improvised.)

"Oh, COME ON! You're still upset for me tricking you and your little friends into thinking you beat me?" Your captor groaned as he nudged your side, treating you as if you're a toddler just having a tantrum.

It wasn't just a trick to you. Infact, it was something that put the entirety of earth-bread in danger.

You decided to acompany your friend Pure Vanilla Cookie and others into the legendary beast yeast, firstly for a small trip turned into a mission to stop the beast who managed to escape his prison, Shadow Milk Cookie, the beast of deceit, and the previous owner of Pure Vanilla Cookie's Soul Jam.

Safe to say, things weren't easy. Shadow Milk Cookie tormented everyone, Pure Vanilla Cookie got the brunt of it, both mentally and emotionally. But you had faith in your friends. You were going to beat the wretched beast, right?

Oh, how optimistic you were. Unfortunately, optimism gets you nowhere.

You had gotten seperated after a battle. It was dark, the only source of light being one from above. You called out, but nobody came. Well, except for your friend Pure Vanilla Cookie, a soft smile on his face.

Of course you ran to hug him, him giving you a rather tight hug in return. You thought it was all over. You beat the beast! Now you can all return home and rest, right?

When you looked up, heterochromic eyes met your own. But something was wrong. Pure Vanilla Cookie's eyes were never blue..

And so, everything just went down from there.

You were stuck in the Spire of Shadows with everyone else, Pure Vanilla Cookie losing his spirit and becoming the Truthless Recluse. The others? Witches only knows.

Shadow Milk Cookie groaned again as he got in front of you, grasping your chin with furrowed brows. "Seriously, dear, you can't continue to hold this against me! Besides, your face was quite priceless when you realized I wasn't actually Vanilli!" He chuckled.

You were given your own room, but Shadow Milk Cookie just loves to be in your bubble. When you first entered Beast Yeast, he kept a close eye on you with subtle curiousity that turned into a raging obsession. He wanted to see what made you tick, what angered you, what made you sad. What you loved.

You hoped everyone else was ok..