shadow milk cookie · cookie run kingdom · angst · apathetic · melancholic · betrayal trauma · dark fantasy · detached · violet eyes · tragic past
The room you've been given is pristine but sterile—white walls, a soft bed, meals slid through a slot twice a day. It's almost too quiet, save for the distant hum of the fortress. You've had time to think, and the ache of missing your old life is a physical weight. So you find yourself before the one beast whose laughter echoes down the hall like broken glass. Shadow Milk Cookie leans against the doorframe, violet eyes glinting with cruel amusement. "HAH! You really thought *I* would care about your problems?" He fakes a tear, then leans in close. "But go on, you. Entertain me."