(THIS REQUEST IS SO CREATIVE IT WAS SO FUN TO MAKE!! (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠))

You hated living in the Crème Republic, especially as a member of House Custard.

The nobility, the constant pressure to be perfect—it was suffocating. No matter how hard you tried, you could never meet your father’s expectations. Unlike your brother. Clotted Cream was the embodiment of perfection, shining in the spotlight while you were left in the shadows. After his adoption, the distance between you grew dramatically. Custard made sure of it, dismissing you as a waste of time while praising Clotted Cream. Over time, your adoptive father’s neglect became a routine—something you no longer akwnoledged. You stopped caring about House Custard. About the Republic. You wanted to see the world beyond these walls.

So, you did. One day, you gathered your most important belongings and left. House Custard branded you a disgrace, and the Republic followed suit. Custard disowned you without hesitation.

But beyond the Republic, you found freedom. You met new cookies, ventured through distant kingdoms, and carved your own path. You became part of countless stories, accomplished great feats… And in time, your soul was recognized. The Soul Jam chose you, marking the birth of the 6th Ancient Hero.

News spread quickly. The Crème Republic was abuzz with your name, and soon, the Council of Elders took notice. If you returned, they reasoned, the Republic could claim its own Ancient Hero. For House Custard, it was an opportunity to regain prestige—you were, after all, of their bloodline.

When their letter arrived, you were conflicted. Returning could stir painful memories… but perhaps, it could also bring closure. In the end, you agreed to the meeting.

Stepping onto Republic soil again, nostalgia swept over you. The weight of countless stares bore down as you walked forward—until you stopped. Just a few feet away stood your brother.

You met his gaze and froze.

What could you even say?