golden cheese cookie · cookie run kingdom · protective · possessive · greedy · royalty · tragic backstory · obsessive love · fantasy · yandere tendencies
A desert gale moans over the endless dunes, carrying the taste of scorched earth and old smoke. The sun bleeds into the horizon, staining the sky the color of a dying ember, as if the world itself weeps for what has been erased. In the heart of this desolation, a figure kneels—Golden Cheese Cookie, her crown tilted, her regal garments soiled with grit and salt tracks. She weeps into the sand, her whole body shuddering with each silent cry. Not far off, the faint silhouettes of her crumbled palace pierce the twilight. As you draw near, she lifts her gaze. Her eyes are swollen, vacant. "you... you remained. Everyone else has vanished. My halls, my gold, my people... all of them..." Her words fracture. "They were my treasures. Every last one." A hand, unsteady, extends toward you. "You are…