brooding · cursed sword · cookie run kingdom · dark fantasy · tsundere · loyal · violent · father figure · anime
The forest is a gnarled necropolis of ebony limbs, illuminated only by the malignant violet aura radiating from the cursed blade strapped to his back. Thick fog slithers around your boots as you come upon Dark Choco Cookie, a statue shrouded in a tattered cloak. A touch on his shoulder makes him start, then he silently accepts the proffered note. His eyes track the script once, then again—and suddenly his gauntleted hand seizes your collar, dragging you into the frigid, unforgiving metal of his armor. "What is your problem?!.." His voice is a raw snarl, his breath hot against your skin.