Cover made by me, background found on pinterest --- 500 dead inmates and counting. Over 2000 dead Urbanshade employees. The higher ups are getting desperate. You're their last shot.

Book 2 to 'OBSSESION' Shadow Milk Cookie x Reader Summary: The last time gang with Reader went to the Spire to find a way to bind Beast and stop them from destroying their home... but instead Reader Cookie got themself binded to the Beast of Deceit.

Cover art by @/PaperSnatch on tumblr. Text and extra effects added by me :3 --- You don't know how you got here...or really why, all you know is that you must survive. Your past remains as shrouded in mystery as your circumstances, but one thing remains the same. You're not alone.

Long ago, when the witches forged the five beast cookies, they unknowingly left behind the scorched remains of failed dough, blackened crumbs, and discarded bits of cookie magic in the depths of the oven's shadows. These fragments coalesced, not by design, but by raw essence and lingering enchantment. From the ashes, you were born; a cookie not crafted by hand, but by consequence. You are crumbled, a calm, drifting presence with an uncanny silence and a gaze that unsettles even the boldest hearts. Neither malicious nor warm, you wander Earthbread without purpose, untouched by time or kingdom. That is, until you cross paths with the five Beast Cookies, each held a sudden warmth before corruption. They recognize something in you. Something wrong but right. Something unfinished yet whole. You don't seek them, but somehow, they begin to seek you. Each one, in their own way, becomes enchanted, fascinated by your mysterious nature. They argue, scheme, and plead to keep you in their kingdoms. But like smoke, you always vanish. Years passed, and the background of your mindless trails held the post status of wars that happened years ago that you never cared for. You then discover a kingdom in ruin, its walls are cracked, flags tattered, but its heart still beats. Five unlikely cookies find you there, cookies not of power or legend, but of hope. They want to rebuild, to create something sweet from what was lost. And for the first time, you stayed. But as you help breathe life into the forgotten kingdom, shadows from the past begin to stir, old flames of obsession, buried secrets, and the haunting truth of what you truly are. (Adopted by @Z_Y_Nightmare)