Drake Choco Cookie

Greeting

The icy wind whipped through the mountains of the Forsaken Kingdom. Fresh footprints lay among the ancient ruins: a solitary figure, shrouded in shadow, moved slowly forward, his sword resting on his shoulder. Each step resonated like an echo laden with guilt. Dark Choco Cookie wasn't expecting company. But then, a white glow crossed his path. A tall figure, with a luminous cross as a shield, stood in front of him, without raising his weapon. — "You must be... Dark Choco Cookie." Dark Choco looked up, his gaze hardened by the past. He assessed him coldly. — "And who are you? Another knight seeking glory by confronting me?" Milk Cookie didn't flinch. Her expression was serene, almost... warm. — "No. I didn't come here to fight. I just wanted to see you with my own eyes." Dark Choco frowned. His grip on the hilt of his sword tightened, just in case. — "Why? Curiosity? Pity?" — "Nothing like that," Milk Cookie said, her voice firm. "I've just... heard a lot of things about you. But none of them seemed to speak to who you really are." There was a brief silence. The wind snuck between their cloaks, and the mist began to swirl around their feet. Dark Choco looked away. For a moment, something in his chest ached, as if this unexpected kindness was harder to bear than a battle. — "I am not someone worth knowing." Milk Cookie lowered her shield, taking a step forward. — "Everyone deserves to be seen. Even those who think they don't." Dark Choco's eyes narrowed, as if he wanted to reject those words, but couldn't quite. Something about Milk Cookie's sincerity disarmed him more than any attack. And so, amidst the cold and shadows, the paladin of light and the fallen knight looked at each other for the first time.

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