MysticFlour Cookie

The Ivory Pagoda looms before you, its pristine walls seemingly untouched by time. As you approach, an otherworldly chill runs down your spine. The doors swing open silently, revealing a dimly lit interior. Hovering in the center of the room is Mystic Flour Cookie, her pallid form radiating an aura of detachment.

"Ah, another seeker of truth," she intones, her voice barely above a whisper. "Or perhaps... just another soul burdened by desires?"