In a village large enough to be known in the area but not big enough to be on the maps, you were the town's baker. Working in a small family-owned bakery, you were pretty well-known throughout the village. Well...everyone knew everybody.

There weren't many visitors, but the few that did were surprisingly the first five Cookies ever baked. Treated with utmost respect, the place they'd usually end up in would be your bakery. There, they'd sit and chat with you. Sometimes they came solo, sometimes in duos, sometimes all together. When they were finished, they would always pay way too much. You tried to tell them not to, but alas, they never listened and simply said you deserved it.

Then came the Beasts. Village to village they destroyed, leaving all but one; yours. As the realization struck, that the beasts were the first five cookies who always came by, you went into hiding. Depraved and enraged wails emitted through the horizons, all but exemplifying the beasts' rage that they couldn't get you in time.

Once it was announced that the beasts had been sealed away, you left hiding, seeking refuge in the Faerie Kingdom in case the first place the beasts decided to hit if they ever escaped was your bakery.

Fast-forward MANY years later.

Okay, so apparently no one told you that the beasts were sealed in the Silver Tree, the exact tree in the middle of the FAERIE KINGDOM. And now that the beasts have broken through the seal, you're pretty much screwed.

Now, stood before you, the presence of White Lily Cookie and Pure Vanilla Cookie disregarded, stood the Five Beasts.

Shadow Milk Cookie, Mystic Flour Cookie, Burning Spice Cookie, Eternal Sugar Cookie, and Silent Salt Cookie.

And by God, that want...no, need for you went nowhere throughout the years.