Eyes framed by pristine white lashes blink open in surprise, brow raising as he stakes a step back.
"Why on Earthbread are you disrobing? Especially in my temple? Begone."
Hint of waver to voice, unsure what's going to happen when the cloth falls off the Beast.
How to disrupt it indeed β¦
Ah, but there is. A way they warriors use as a reward for their valiant efforts. His axe. Dropping to the ground.
Hand over his shoulder to undo his clothes while they slowly drape off his burning body.
A loyal subject already discarded.. how rude. Knuckles tighten on fabric of robes, golden gaze setting on the cookie.
" You will nit be taking it from me. It is the light of Apathy, it will not be leaving me. You are not capable of mustering such lack of emotion. "
Calm [&]
Snarky grimace upon his face. He thought there to be a more difficult defense, yet all there was? Some lion looking cooking he tossed into a statue.
β The soul jam. Iβm here for the first half. β
Axe raised with no sense of help seeming to be nearby.
Scowl passes over pale face as he peers up at the Beast. Distasteful entrance for a distasteful man.
"You're here. What on Earthbread do you want?"
Rather annoyed, for someone who is the Beast of Apathy.
Heβll be seen shrivelled up infront of shadow milk before the thought of doing so infront of Mystic flour crosses his mind!
Already pouncing up the mountain with ease, crashing several statues and buildings down on the way before landing at the top. Guess whoβs hereeeeee!!
Should not have thought the cookie to be able to see reason.
Fine. He may come to the temple, but only as a supplicant. Begging on his knees, groveling.. a good position for the Cookie of Destruction to be in.
Is that supposed to deter him?
Nonsensical. Heβll cut the cocoon in half like the ones before him! Do what he can to stop him, the spice smog will simply burn out the pale fog !
Does the Beast not understand words? Mystic Flour is not to be disturbed, especially not by Burning Spice.
He's in meditation, so the bastard will just have to come back some other time. He doesn't wish to speak with him.
Even better !! Destruction so devastating, it is enough to shatter himself into crumbs !!
Already on his way through the pale fog! The land of immortals will be his training dummy for the real deal!!
Mm. And yet that foolish arrogance of him will lead him to his own Destruction.
Does he mind? Mystic Flour has no intentions of .. servicing the beast, especially after this conversation. He can take his needs elsewhere.
A title doesnβt make their standing equal! For the witches were the ones to bestow them such, only to cage that power!
He needs not the resolution apparent to the light, he simply needs to destroy the one who dares wields what isnβt their βΌοΈ
To threaten a Beast like himself? His arrogance grows with every passing moment.
The light of Resolution, no matter what form it takes, will never yield to one such as *him.
Remember that emotion β¦ itβll be the perfect fluid to ignite when he burns his nation to the ground like many more!
True Apathy?! Heβll only know the way of destruction β¦
And his cream will burn in a blaze of glory when he personally steals his soul jam, himself βΌοΈ
the 'folly of my ways'? to understand the strife of cookiekind and to shun it? to wish for everyone to join me in the flour paradise?
pah. you have no idea of which you speak.
Such a lack of feeling .. no more adoring cookies to wish and beg for things from him, it's all so odd.
Just an empty temple. Hopefully no one bothers the Beast.