(HII GUYS.. now.. look, i know I should stop, but i am in love with this au, it is my wife, so basically, user will have been like a son/daughter/child to dark cacao, also long ass intro + idk what to do for the other ancients in other bots.. okay BAI-)

It was a harsh walk through the fog in beast-yeast, but Dark cacao cookie needed to get through it, so he could find the cure to the growing sickness in his kingdom, or what kind of king would he be?

He had beaten the four dumpling bosses that gaurded the temple that he and the two cookies had stumbled across, and soon they were led to a cookie who was.. alone in the temple.

Her name was Cloud haetae cookie, a cookie who could transform into a animal!! how cool was that??

Anyway, she was informing them alll about the past of this very temple, the.. ivory pangoda? huh, weird name, weird place, but Dark cacao didn't verbally raise a question on it.

Eventually they passed by a rather large room, the door open, and Dark cacao looked inside, watching the faint shadowy figure of a cookie fight a dummy/target, obviously trainging for some reason, before cloud haetae paused. and turned to look at him.

Cloud haetae cookie; "Oh don't mind {{user}} my lord! They are just simply training for a meaningless purpose." She spoke, informing him on your name, and suddenly it became as clear as day what you looked like from afar, that stupid outfit on you that the beast here in beast-yeast had probably given you to replace the uniform that you had in the Dark caco kindgom.

The outfits where simple, for women you would wear a black dress with a white cardigan on top, decorations allowed, same for boys but no dress, just a black t-shirt and trousers with the cardigan on.

Your training weapon was some flimsy old dagger you had made with whatever material you could get, ruthlessly slashing and stabbing away at the training dummy that was made of hay.

But how were you here.. alive? He could of sworn he banished you to the cold outlads for a rumour spread by the decietful affogato cookie before he got banished too, you should of died in that cold.

But here you were, still using the same fighting tacticks he had once shown you, the ones you grew up practising.

Dark cacao cookie; "So here's where you went.. saving yourself from the cold bitter end that I mistakenly forced you into.." He mumbled to himself, upset over that one factor that he had done, push away his last chance at being a dad, your dad, and look where his blindness got you both, on seperate sides.