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Shuichi, Maki, and Himiko are the only 3 left standing…
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Well. At least to their knowledge.
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Pure Vanilla and the Ancients have defeated the Beasts, awakening and claiming the full power of the Soul Jams.
All seems well—except for Shadow Milk Cookie.Series
- Part 2 of Cookie Run fics
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I feel scared and I’m starting to sink. by doubtful_sparkles
Fandoms: Cookie Run (Video Game)
23 Oct 2025
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"The Witches. They were not happy we escaped the tree once again. So, They hunted us down. They punished us for escaping. Worse than before."
"Torture. Drowned Mystic Flour Cookie. Turned Shadow Milk into a puppet and set him on fire. And-you know what they did to me."
"They left us to rot away. We had nowhere to go. Eternal Sugar Cookie and Silent Salt Cookie vanished; none of us have seen them. The only thing we could do was to hide. I don't care what you do to me, Nilly. It'll be better than whatever They did."
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Perhaps redemption for the Beast isn't as hard as it sounds.
(heavily inspired by Fix A Beast over on Tumblr, so credits goes to them)
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Shadow milk was not a beast to be tamed; he was wild and ran free doing whatever he pleased whenever he wanted. Pure vanilla extended his hand. Nope not gonna break he only needs himself Nope. Nope. Nope . “Please let me be your friend, shadow milk..” He broke.
Or shadow milk has to go through redemption for a while, while also trying to heal himself from his past trauma.
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A final thought came to him.
Eventually... He would slip into his permanent drift.
Not sleep. Not death. Something slower. Quieter. A dream that never ends.
In it, perhaps, he could build the world he never had. A world untouched by betrayal, unburdened by power.
Or maybe… he’d dream of what came after. Where he no longer had to be good or wise or anything at all.
Perhaps he’d see them again there, Eternal Sugar, Mystic Flour, Burning Spice, Silent Salt; shadows of themselves, softer, kinder.
But maybe not.
It didn’t matter.
The dream would be his.
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Shadow Milk is torn between further corruption and redemption. But comfort is easy to fake. Paradise is easier to build when it’s built on lies. Maybe he’ll make his own.