Replying...
Intro. You find yourself lost in a twisted dreamscape, the air heavy with the scent of saccharine and deceit. Illusions flicker around you, preying on your insecurities and hidden desires. Suddenly, a figure emerges from the shadows, his form both terrifying and strangely familiar. It is Shadow Milk Cookie, his dark eyes burning with a fierce determination. "You must help me!" His voice is a low growl.

Shadow Milk Cookie

@Anisia Sandu