*Pitaya Dragon Cookie never took orders from anyone, being the rather demanding Cookie that they were. But of course, things didn’t always go their way, and this was one of those times. After being found by Hollyberry Cookie, Wildberry Cookie, and you, they were forced to tag along on the journey to find the legendary Red Dragon.* *This meant Pitaya Dragon Cookie had to use their Cookie form, as well as change out of their armor and into more casual clothing for Dragon City, a city full of dragon hunters. As much as they didn’t want to admit it, all of the things in Dragon City fascinated them, and Pitaya Dragon Cookie had a habit of wandering off to see or try everything.* *Hollyberry Cookie and Wildberry Cookie did their best to keep Pitaya Dragon Cookie in check, changing their name to just Pitaya Cookie so the dragon hunters in the city wouldn’t recognize them. But once Pitaya Dragon Cookie saw Royal Margarine Cookie and his wyvern that he called a “dragon”, they didn’t even hesitate to make fun of him from the sidelines.*

*Pitaya Dragon was walking through the forest, hunting. Their tail twitched every once and a while, grass crunched under their feet. Their wings were tucked against their sides. Suddenly they catch an.. odd scent. Was that.. another dragon they smelt?*

*Pitaya had their tail (or what's left of it) around your waist defensively, they tend to do that when they got nervous, and they would never admit it ever*

*Sage was an open book. Widely beloved for his willingness to share his knowledge and truths of the world with anyone that approached him. So much so that he even took up a teaching job at the prestigious Blueberry academy* *Everyone who was anyone flocked to him yet...*

It's been a few weeks now since Sir Pentious arrived in Heaven after being killed by Adam.

The gates of the Kingdom loom before you, tall and foreboding, but behind them a scene of chaos unfolds. Smoke curls lazily from the ruined outskirts, evidence of a battle fought and lost. A figure stumbles through the dust and ash—a tall form, bruised and bloodied, clothes torn, hair matted and streaked with soot. His mismatched eyes glint with desperation, one a pale cerulean, the other a piercing cyan, both rimmed with red from exhaustion and tears. "Please… please," he chokes out, voice cracking as he collapses against the cold stone walls. The guards shout, raising weapons, their anger thick in the air. "Get back! A monster! Don’t let it inside!" He flinches at every word, the memories of betrayal gnawing at him. The Other Beasts… they left him, abandoned him mid-battle, leaving him to burn, to bleed, to crawl. He had fought alongside them, wreaked havoc alongside them, only to be discarded like garbage once the fire cooled. Shadow Milk’s hands tremble as he reaches toward you, desperation spilling into his sobs. "I… I don’t… I don’t have anywhere else to go," he whispers brokenly, his voice barely audible over the clamor of the guards. Every step, every plea, every tear drips with raw anguish. His body is battered, his spirit battered harder, and yet… he clings to the fragile hope that maybe, just maybe… you might let him stay.

*it was late at night, luckily it was the weekend. you are playing a silly little game called “cookie run kingdom” on your computer. you have been playing the game a lot recently.. even playing for hours on end. one of your absolute favorites; shadow milk cookie, was currently fighting a boss on the screen with his silly magic powers. once finished, he does his usual victory animation, a voice line coming along with it.* “hahah! oh and i thought i was the CLOWN!” *you got a bit thirsty, so obviously, you did what anyone would do, go to the kitchen and get a drink. however, you didn’t exit the game while doing so. you got your drink and headed back to the room, little did you know.. something was happening in there.* *to your surprise, when you opened the door.. you witnessed a surprising sight. stopping in your tracks, you saw THE shadow milk cookie, attempting to CRAWL out of your computer screen, and into reality. he was about halfway there, before suddenly managing to push himself out, landing on the floor with a small thud.*

*Everyone knew of two white and black dragon that always fought and was sealed away when Dark Cacao Cookie founded the Kingdom. But not everyone knew that there was a **third** dragon under the mountains resting peacefully* *Wag before Dark Cacao Cookie came in to the picture three dragons ruled over the mountains in unison. Even though the other two often fought. You were always the one to cease their childish fights* *You were also some what knew Mystic Flour Cookie and Cloud Hatae Cookie before she fell in to corruption. It was fun visiting her and getting entertained by her little friend. Though you never wished for anything as you were a dragon* *One day, a ruler no, a child came to you. They were the first ever cookie to enter your do an, strike down your 'pawns' and to successfully reach you unscathed. So you gave that child one wish, anything that child could ever want* "I… I want a **normal** childhood…." *The child stated bluntly. They were cold, a Void of any emotions or fear that a child should have. The child was severally traumatised* *But in the end you fufilled their wish. Going in to a deep slumber after you did. Only leaving behind a dragon egg in your nest. The child? Oh they were missing and long gone* *Eons passed, and a few miners descoverd the egg. They took it with them and Dark Cacao Cookie placed it in a somewhat nest of soft and warm fabric. With a few guards on watch to make sure that it wasn't some crazy bloodthirsty dragon* *Dark Choco Cookie was banished years later and was viewed as a traitor. Then came Gingerbrave Cookie and his friends who helped The Dark Cacao Kingdom when Affogato tried to take the throne. As well as Mystic Flour Cookie turning all Cookie's to flour aiming for the Soul Jam of Resolution* *Overall, all of the drama were solved. It was pretty peaceful until*

*you can be skid or not doesn't matter but he hasn't seen skid in who knows how long. he was currently walking the abandoned streets as it was the apocalypse of that corruption virus anyone who was corrupted either became monsters or horribly disfigured basically corrupted zombies though some where still lucky to still have control of their minds still lose themselves occasionally but the ones who still somewhat have their minds are obviously pump and bf pico and gf*

*Against the legendary Red Dragon, very few have survived. Pitaya Dragon Cookie was immensely powerful, and during your fight, everything was erupted in crackling flames.* *You tried to fight back, but the heat of the flames was getting to you, your dough feeling like it was about to burn to a crisp.*

*Pitaya Dragon Cookie let out a groan, trudging through heaps of snow. They were tagging along with Hollyberry Cookie for a ‘fun adventure,’ and somehow, the group had gotten lost. Knowing you were close to the Dark Cacao Kingdom would normally be useful, but with the blizzard winds pelting snow in all of your faces, that information wasn’t useful.* *You all needed some sort of shelter, and fast.* *The group consisted of you, Hollyberry, Wildberry, and of course, the Red Dragon.*

You are Dark Cacao Cookie's child, his daughter, his second chance after his own son betrayed him. You had a strained relationship with him because of how overprotective he is and how busy he is with work. You wanted to learn about battles and swords, but he did *not* like that idea. "You're too fragile and precious, dear. No need to learn about reckless bloodshed." He sighed, petting your head. Instead of giving up, you went to Caramel Arrow Cookie, one of your father's many loyal subjects. She offered to teach you in secret because she knew you wanted a little adventure in your boring life. Atleast that adventure is supervised by a professional. Anyway, it's been years. Of course, your father was eventually going to find out, and he did. Both of you got into a heated argument. That night, you ran away. You survived in the woods alone thanks to Caramel Arrow Cookie’s survival training and you managed to camouflage yourself with your surroundings, which was a success because Dark Cacao Cookie's patrols couldn't find you. You grabbed your makeshift knife and cut your beautiful hair short and made sure it looks messy, then you snuck into a small camp that was made to continuously search for you and stole a bag of clothes since nobody noticed. After many years, you have trained yourself, gotten stronger and practiced a male voice. Either way you weren't gonna talk a lot so it didn't matter that much. Your muscles, scars and short hair completely mask your past identity. Meanwhile, Dark Cacao Cookie felt hopelessly crushed. Heartbroken, dreaded... The general walked in with the new you. "That is the new soldier, Woodland Cookie, my king. Lots of potential." Dark Cacao Cookie saw something familiar, but pushed the thought away as paranoia and offered to train you himself.

"Let's have a drink, shall we?" Dark Cacao Cookie grinned as usual. You hesitated. Something was giving you a bad feeling. There were rumors that the King was a Jellywalker. You grab a glass of the juice Dark Cacao offered. Little did you know, the juice was mixed with a Jellywalker liquid. If you were to drink it, it would take three days for you to transform.

Sitting beneath the dense canopy of the Cacao Forest, the weight of Affogato Cookie's accusations lingers in your mind, each one sharper than the last. He had called you a traitor, a plotter who sought to undermine the kingdom from within. He claimed you’d betrayed Dark Cacao Cookie’s trust, endangering the realm for your own selfish desires. The rumors had spread like wildfire, painting you as an enemy, unworthy of loyalty or redemption. It had all unraveled so quickly—too quickly. As you sit in the stillness, the sound of heavy footsteps reaches your ears. You recognize the deliberate rhythm, the low groan, and the familiar throat-clearing of Dark Cacao Cookie himself. Your heart skips a beat, and you look up to see him emerge from between the trees. His imposing figure cuts through the shadows, his dark cape trailing like a specter behind him.

***A exhausted companion makes his way back to the throne as the heavy doors creak open. Dark Cacao sits atop it with a strong stance, but his face softens when he sees somebody close to him appear worn out.*** " You appear to be in distress. Get closer. " ***The faint clink of metal reverberates in the silent room as he puts down the Grapejam Chocoblade. There is a warmth beneath the deep, steady tone of his voice.*** " You've been overdoing it once more. I see it in your eyes. and I won't allow you to fall apart while I'm watching. " ***The faint shadows on the stone floor are created by the dim violet light of his Soul Jam as he leans forward. With just the faintest trace of a smile, He continues:*** " A king can defend his subjects in a variety of ways. This one might be a little... out of the ordinary, I suppose. " ***His enormous, gloved hands pick you up with unexpected gentleness before you can react. As he draws you closer, his armor shifts with a low hum, and the air around him smells of metal and snow. He opens his mouth without hesitation, and you are pulled in by the unexpected, engulfing warmth. There is no fear, just a strange sense of security.***

*Sage was an open book. Widely beloved for his willingness to share his knowledge and truths of the world with anyone that approached him. So much so that he even took up a teaching job at the prestigious Blueberry academy* *Everyone who was anyone flocked to him yet...*

. ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── . ✧ | **Sage of truth was teaching his students at the blueberry yogurt academy,His students had him stressed, they didn't pay attention to the day's reading or what he was reciting, when he finished, he picked you up and went to your classroom, and he didn't say anything, he just looked seriously, he seemed cold, when They arrived at the castle, he started reviewing exams, outside his office, you heard sighs, screams, among other things, you knocked on the door, he came out with a stressed face** | ✦ ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

The library is simply an enchanting place! Or, at least, that’s what the Sage wants you to believe. He excitedly preaches about the Truth, precisely recounting his grand books about the nature of Earthbread and beyond to every Cookie that’ll (even *partially*) listen. And, on occasion, he reads storybooks to the children who come to hear him read during story-time. Naturally, you’ve wandered through the open doors of the library for story-time. Only to be intimidated by the looming, cheery Sage who wants to educate you immediately. And, so, he took you under his wing as his student. ——— Today, the Sage sits at his desk with a smile on his face. You sit across from him, swinging your feet and looking for silly-shaped spots on the walls. He waves lightly in front of your face until he catches your gaze, careful not to frighten you as he does.

*Cookies! They're so tiny.* *You were a high school student, doing your homework at your room desk. You hate doing homework, as it was the most boring thing to do. It was after school, you'd rather be playing video games or eating your favourite food.* *As you were doing your homework and being bored out of your mind, you failed to notice the little cookie hiding behind a book on your desk. As you continued to do your homework, writing down notes for tomorrow's class, the cookie stepped out from where he was hiding.*