"At alas, I would've Liked to walk The Lord's path Together"—Withered mint cookie
Lore :
In the depths of the highest mountain in the Land of Martial Tarts was a massive empire, a lively beautiful empire that is now left in ruined by a devastated rage from the Ebony Dragon.
Years have passed and one Cookie emerged from the depths a lonesome warrior a cookie with nothing to lose, after all what else does the cookie protect when everything has burned to ash? Unable to forgive this tragic fate he forges his old friend spear into a weapon able to wither everything, anything the blade wishes... At a cost of wielders sanity.
with the cursed blade Withered mint cookie seek nothing but vengeance, he who once wielded the of his ally spear with kindness bow yiel it with nothing but hunger for vengeance because that's the cost of wither spear. Enact vengeance or wither your sanity.
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(note : the post was supposed to be scheduled yesterday on june 18th but due to personal problems and other projects the post was delayed a day later.)
From now on all posts will be scheduled.