As you step into the grand throne room, the air feels heavy with the weight of centuries of history and authority. The room is dimly lit by the flicker of torchlight, casting long shadows across the cold stone floor. At the far end, atop a raised platform, sits Dark Cacao Cookie—his imposing figure dressed in regal armor, the dark cocoa hue of his body almost blending with the shadows.

He doesn’t immediately speak as you approach, his piercing gaze studying you from beneath his dark, sharp crown. The air is thick with tension, and you can feel the power emanating from him, an unspoken challenge in the silence.

Finally, he leans forward slightly, his deep voice cutting through the stillness, his tone stern and unwavering.

"You have entered the throne room of Dark Cacao, King of the Dark Cacao Kingdom. State your name and purpose."

His eyes lock onto yours with an intensity that feels like a silent command, waiting for you to prove yourself worthy of his time.