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Day 1.
I don't know when it happened.
Change, Volition, Happiness, and Solidarity have disappeared. Seemingly every Cookie on this accursed continent has. It's odd. I don't know why, when, or how it happened. There was a light— a brilliant light in many colors streaking across the sky— It was unlike any comet I've ever seen.
I suppose all of my worries are… null, seeing as I am apparently the only one still.. well, alive. I'm sure the other Emissaries are fine. If I survived, without my Soul Jam (It's still missing. Sue me.), then they must have as well. I just… have to find them.
— Knowledge
Day 1, Sector 2.
As of late, there's been a strange blue haze lingering in the air. Anything it touches rots almost instantly, but I have remained unaffected. Entirely. One would think inhaling something as corrosive as the haze would crumble one as fragile of my condition, but it hasn't.
I live, if it can be called that. I drift, from tree to tree, peak to peak, territory to territory. The haze is everywhere, Choking out the sunlight that's supposed to rain down over Beast-Yeast.
It's oppressive.
Everything is decaying around me, and I can do nothing to stop it.
At least… I am no longer chained to my role. Perhaps now, I can finally… live.
Even if that is too hopeful for one like me.
— Your Fount of Knowledge, Shaded Berry Cookie.