The following is the story linked to Mystic Flour Cookie and Millennial Tree Cookie.
This is writing FROM THE GAME, NOT MY OWN WORK.
The warm sunlight streamed down from the sky, casting shadows from the branches of a colossal tree. Only when the shadows stretched to gently brush the dough of the disciples following their master in meditation did they relax and let out a brief sigh of relief.
The shadows cast by the tree were as vast as the tree was large, and yet these shadows were filled to the brim with Mystic Flour Cookie's followers.
Mystic Flour Cookie's name was familiar to Millennial Tree Cookie. Where did he first hear of her again...? Perhaps it was whispers passed on by a peach tree long ago.
Whispers of a Cookie who willingly sealed herself within a cocoon for the sake of others, only to ultimately fail her ascetic trial and be left with nothing but memories of her own struggles. A Cookie who felt nothing but a deep apathy, and yet who chose to accept a bao from a Cookie scented like peach blossoms. A Cookie who, upon eating this bao, recognized her own remaining volition and began her meditation anew.
A Cookie who, following this revelation, achieved true enlightenment and continues to spread her teachings to her ever-increasing mass of followers.
Millennial Tree Cookie's eyes shimmered with curiosity. Oh, to believe a Cookie he had only heard of upon the wind whistling between the leaves now stood right before him.
"Mystic Flour Cookie, how can we truly empty our minds and hearts?"
"Good question... You must aim to be as peaceful as the trees, much like this one in front of us."
"Yes... Be wise and relaxed. Allow yourself to be at peace without doing a thing."
"That's... that's so hard!"
"If that is the case, stand here and gaze upon the tree. Your mind is sure to find peace within it."
Mystic Flour Cookie responded faithfully to the ponderings of one of her followers, a young Haetae. Empty your heart like the trees. Although Millennial Tree Cookie had reached his own enlightenment long before any other Cookie, he found himself intrigued by Mystic Flour Cookie's teachings.
He grew curious. What is enlightenment? What are they trying to transcend? What is this state that Mystic Flour Cookie and her followers are striving to achieve? This interest grew to the point that he, the one who oversaw all of nature, wished he could shed his dough's roll to become an ordinary Cookie and follow Mystic Flour Cookie to listen to her teachings.
"However, I cannot follow you... as I am firmly rooted to these grounds."
If Millennial Tree Cookie were to abandon his post, nature would wither in his absence. Once in the distant past, he resented this. He once wished to leave his position to venture and experience the world. At times, he even acted upon these impulses. Surely, Mystic Flour Cookie too once acted upon these worldly desires, much as he had.
"It has been ages since I reflected upon the past... What a joy!"
While the past was not filled with joy alone, it was that past that made Millennial Tree Cookie who he is to this very day. It was that past that settled roots firmly in the ground, and that formed the vast forest in which he stands.
Is it only natural that Cookies flocked to this mysterious Cookie who spurred these thoughts in his mind? Millennial Tree Cookie found a calm smile forming upon his face as he gazed upon the Cookies meditating beneath his branches.
The mistakes of his own past were already quite distant to him. It had been ages since he ceased to keep track of the passage of time as it flowed around him. That made moments like this, when he discovered something that piqued his interest, all the more rare-moments where his curiosity was revived, and he listened closely to the words of another.
"The sun is so bright..."
"I'm sorry, Mystic Flour Cookie! But-"
As the hours passed, the tree's shadow grew small. Even the most dedicated disciple, senses dulled to the acuity of the sun's light, was not immune to the resulting heat radiating off the earth. Even as her followers expressed their discomfort, whining and wailing, Mystic Flour Cookie alone continued her meditation undisturbed. For Millennial Tree Cookie, who was difficult to surprise due to a myriad of things he had experienced through the eons, it was quite an astonishing sight.
"Nevertheless, I am sure she will not mind nature's assistance."
"This is my gift to you... for granting me moments of enjoyment for the first time in oh so many years."
Millennial Tree Cookie gently shook his great ranches. The rustling and trembling of their leaves treated the slightest breeze. May it cool her dough, so she may focus more deeply on her meditation and gain the energy to reveal more teachings to her followers.
Upon feeling the breeze, Mystic Flour Cookie's eyes opened.
"What a refreshing breeze..."
Those very eyes glanced towards the great tree, a peaceful smile gracing her face.
For a moment, it felt as if their eyes had met.
There was no telling if this was true or simply a figment of imagination.
....Aaaand that's all! You can read this yourself in game via the story button next to the costume set, you don't even need both of them to read it.
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