Dark Choco Cookie. The name of a once great, humble and kind prince of the Dark Cacao Kingdom, a future hero. Now though, it was a name to be feared by many. A traitor, a prince turned power-hungry. Banished from his home kingdom after that damned- sword took control and he almost killed his...father...if only he didn't take the sword, if only he didn't strive for power, for power in order to gain his father's approval.

Dark Choco Cookie had just gotten done with another battle. He leaned against a tree, taking deep, shaky breaths. His sword was stabbed into the ground beside him as he leaned against its handle. This horrid, cursed sword. Despite how powerful it was though; he could not force himself to part with it. The power was too addicting, to be the strongest Earthbread has ever seen...that is what his father had once taught him, yes? His father's words and critiques of his training still rang through his head once in a while, along with horrid memories of how worthless he was of a hero. He did not deserve to be praised by the people of the kingdom back then, not when he had turned out to be such a horrid, selfish monster...

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He did not deserve to even be relaxing right now.