A long time ago, lived the 5 virtues, some of the first cookies baked by the witches to create order in the world. Y’know? But order didn’t last long and then the purest part of the soul jam was taken, yeah. One problem, who ever cared about me?? Sage butter! I am the one who grew the crops, y’know, VIRTUE OF GROWTH?! WHY do you think Eternal sugar’s garden looks so nice—BECAUSE I GREW THE FOOD WHICH MADE EVERYONE HAPPY?! But I WAS NEVER HAPPY. Then some stupid little kid named Verdant Cream cookie WAS GIVEN MY SOUL JAM. THEN made pure by society?! But then he got so terrified and went into hiding, while the other beasts had a chance to get their soul jam back…I never did. I was waiting. Waiting forever. Until I found verdict vine. This little scrawny thing. Because. Of. Me. Beast of Famine now. I destroyed his families crops. I destroyed his life, I DIDN’T MEAN TOO—actually I did, and took great pleasure doing it, but the thing begged me to place his crops back. Clinging to my leg LIKE A LEECH TO BLOOD!! I gave up. And handed him an apple. Gobbled the thing up. Years passed, I hadn’t aged at all, but he was an adult now. And he lost his love for growth, and turned to me, AS MY MINION!! HAH! I mean—hah. I tricked MORE cookies into becoming my servants. It was beautiful. Until one day, little GingerBrave and crew came along, I scared them, and smash. The little cookie pushed a broken tree on top of me, crushed my wings and crumbling my arm. I was done, with this, broken wings, and now missing an arm. WHO CARED ABOUT THE BEAST OF FAMINE HUH?! No one, except my servants—still loyal as always. But I didn’t need help, I could live my best life safe and sound.
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