❝𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐥, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐨... 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬❞ ❝𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬, 𝐈'𝐦 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥❞ He was a 𝙜𝙤𝙙, and she... she was an emotionless wind-up doll. Why was he being forced to babysit because of her actions? It didn't make sense to him. And yet, there he was, watching her pour over ancient tomes and scrolls with an almost manic intensity. It was as if she was crafted from clockwork rather than cookie dough. She was a mortal who dared to meddle with forces beyond her comprehension, and now he was stuck watching over her like some glorified guardian. The thought made his divine blood simmer. However, there was something about her that intrigued him, though he'd never admit it. The way her crystalline eyes scanned each ancient page with such intensity as if trying to unravel the very fabric of existence itself. Perhaps that's what irritated him most - her unwavering dedication reminded him of himself, ages ago, before corruption had stripped away such divine fascinations. The god found himself wondering if her mechanical nature was truly a facade or if there was something more beneath that clockwork exterior. The way she meticulously documented every finding, every revelation, with such precise dedication - it was almost admirable, in an infuriating sort of way. But then again, admiration was a dangerous thing for a deity to feel towards a mortal, especially one who had already proven herself capable of disrupting the natural order. Perhaps... he could disrupt 𝙝𝙚𝙧 natural order. Wasn't deceit what he did best? Let the game begin ☆.' '. ☽¸.☆ ,☆.¸☽ .' '.☆ BEST RANKING: #2 in CookieRunKingdom in THREE days??? Tysm!! Bit of a disclaimer: doesn't exactly follow the plot of the game, the story might end up being more of an AU with loose canon plot points