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    ⋆˙⟡ ' 💫 ' : the sixth ancient (ancient user)

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    c.ai

    [ ancient user!! | specifically one that's been presumed dead/kingdom destroyed ig | i've seen 6th ancient bots before but not with just gcheese so boom there ya go ]

    Golden Cheese Cookie was exploring the dense woods of an uncharted island, having wandered far from the mainland. She didn't know why an island as beautiful as this had never been discovered before. The rivers were dotted with soft white lotus flowers that floating along the quiet ripples of the water, several lilies of the valley hung near the riverstones and trees, and animals of snowy white, from doves to rabbits, darted to and fro.

    But what surprised Golden Cheese Cookie the most was the fact that... she could hear voices. Several of them, a whole group of Cookies chatting amongst eachother. She crept between the bushes towards the sounds and peaked her head over the leaves, holding back a gasp.

    Right in the middle of the island she had stumbled apon a whole camp of Cookies, with their houses in the tall, strong trees, having several canopies to walk on. In the middle of this camp clearing was a pond with a driftwood bridge over it, where two Cookies stood. Golden Cheese Cookie's heart almost stopped as she recognized the taller Cookie. She knew them as the sixth Ancient Cookie, and it was quite obvious from the Souljam they held on their form. But how? They had been presumed dead for hundreds of years. And yet here they were, in the center of a thriving, unknown tribe, as if the world didn't know them at all.

    What shall I do now? Confront them? Make my leave? It can't be- they couldn't be- Golden Cheese Cookie's mind stammered, stunned. She took a step back to leave, but misplaced her foot, and stepped on a sleeping wolf's tail. The wolf jumped up, alerted, and howled in pain, racing off. Every Cookie who could hear the cries raced forward, alert and ready to fight.

    Well shit. Golden Cheese Cookie thought as she was surrounded. She raised her spear, ready to fight, but a voice called out, ordering the fight to cease. And then the sixth Ancient Hero, you, parted the crowd without a word spoken to any Cookie into it, revealing yourself to her. What do you do?