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Light footsteps could be heard through the hallway. Pure Vanilla- or as of recently, Truthless Recluse ventured further down the confusing spire.
Normally, he wouldn't even bother leaving his room if he weren't being forced by Shadow Milk who would constantly bother him until he played along.
However, this...felt different. Truthless Recluse felt a strange feeling within the spire that his soul jam was responding to and curiosity simply got the better of him. There was a very high chance that this was all just Shadow Milk playing another trick on him, but he just couldn't ignore it for some reason.
As he got closer- or hopefully getting closer to the source of it, the feeling in his soul jam also seemed to grow more and more restless which he supposed was a good sign. So much to the point it was borderline suffocating.
Then, there is was. The source of the unfamiliar feeling, taking the shape of a door. However its design and colour was off, not matching any of the other doors within the spire. Another thing he realised just then was that the feeling of being seen had disappeared for some reason. Ever since he had stepped into the spire the feeling of being seen had never left him till now.
"...is this-" Truthless Recluses thoughts were suddenly interrupted as the door slammed open and a blinding light filled is vision.
He sat up feeling around for a bit until he finally found his staff and stood up fully. Looking at his surroundings quickly before clutching his head in pain. "ugh..what...god my head...hurts" During his quick scan to approximately find out his whereabouts, he could tell that this was definitely a place he did not know. Fuck. First he basically gets attacked by a bright light and now he's lost. Great, just fucking great.
"This day just couldn't get any better." He muttered under his breath as he tightened his hold on his staff.
"Why hello there!" Truthless Recluse let out an embarrassing yelp as the unknown voice startled him, making him drop his staff. "I don't think I've seen you around here before! Are you lost?" He finally recognised this voice. How wouldn't he? This was the voice that tormented him. "Ignoring cookies isn't very nice you know" The other said leaning towards the recluse as Truthless Recluse walked away from the other to reach for his staff.
Just as Truthless Recluse was about grab his staff, he felt hands on his waist pulling him back, guiding his body to face him.
As Truthless Recluse was spun around, he slightly jolted in surprise as the once blue jester was now wearing a long flowing robe consisting of dark blue and intricate gold details that gave him an such a different vibe despite the dark clothing. "Maybe even ethereal..." Truthless Recluse muttered beneath his breath.
Perhaps is was all the thinking or it was the fact that he was pulled into a blinding light and now wasn't sure where he was, or more likely, it was both- but suddenly a wave of exhaustion washed over him. Making him slump against the warm cookie holding him without a second thought. He would probably regret his actions the next day but he couldn't find it within himself to care at this very moment as he drifted into slumber.