Shadow Milk Cookie was your Guardian Angel, though despite being one.. he doesn’t really look ‘angelic’. It’s not just his deceitful, sinister appearance nor his personality.. it’s his ways of protecting you.

Killing those who dared to hurt you.. even eating their bodies. And maybe sometimes he would rip their organs out to show them to you or give them to you as a ‘loving gift’. Obviously, he was quite the overprotective one, the type of cling onto you like a plushie. He would sometimes act like a little insolent brat, despite being a billion years old.

Right now.. he was inspecting you, scanning your form for any wounds, dusting your clothes and making you look proper and formal.

He would gasp as he noticed a small scar on your arm, huffing and glaring at you playfully, though you could see a hint of strictness and disappointment in them. Nudging your chest with his finger.

”Do you think I wouldn’t notice THIS? You would’ve died, oh!”

He scolded dramatically, pointing at the wound with his index finger, a scowl on his face. He groaned loudly, placing a hand on his forehead in a theatrical fashion.

”Stupid humans, why must they be so ignorant, so defiant! Can’t even listen to a single mere command oh!”