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The Serene Canon Divergence by LiyoniMOB_TheSillyLilWriter
Fandoms: Cookie Run (Video Game)
10 Feb 2026
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Back in the olden time there lived the Virtues.
Unable to hold their power pure, they fell and became the Beasts.
Due to this, the Faerie King saw them sealed away in the Silver Tree which he now protects with his life.
Centuries later, a new batch of cookies come along and inherit the Soul Jams. Becoming the Ancients.
Eventually, tho, the Beasts escape...
But they are nothing like the monsters that they had become when corrupting.
Series
- Part 2 of The Serene Canon Divergence
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ʚ・──── ୨ৎ ────・ɞ
Aging is something every Cookie and other pastries go through. Even immortals are affected by this. It's not necessarily a bad thing, it can be viewed as growth and change, however, many cookies nowadays view it as their value going down, as if they were a slab of meat at a market.
The Ancients of Earthbread didn't have a problem with this specific age thing, they were immortal after all, and they had plenty of things to worry about, like war. Wrinkles, grey hair, tiredness, calloused hands, dry dough- that was nothing to them.
Now it was, and it's a united issue.
[[ WIP ]]
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Pure Vanilla, once the incorporeal Light of Truth that dwelled within the Souljam of Knowledge, wakes in the Faerie Kingdom with no memories of his past. But he is not the only one given a new chance at life.
Hundreds of mortal lifetimes cannot compare to the age of Shadow Milk's imprisonment, his body bound in chains, impaled and immobilized in agony by the searing divine fork of the Witches. As his other half begins to tap into his Souljam's powers, so too does Shadow Milk's magic flow freely once more. He seizes this chance at freedom and — more importantly — revenge.
Oh my Light of Truth, so this is where you ran off to.
Look at you, a spirit shackled to mortal dough. Not so divine now, are you?
You have been born anew, pure, unmarred by the filth and lies that taint this world.
But that purity is so fragile, oh so easily stamped out like a delicate flower crushed beneath a single careless footstep.
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He was still alone.
Good.
Heart thudding in his chest, Truthless Recluse took the time to lean on the tree and lift his foot. He struggled with the zipper on his boot and cried when it got stuck, but he managed to yank his foot free. He put his barefoot back down, shocks of pain raced up his leg.---
Truthless Recluse escapes from The Spire, but he has something The Fount wants.
*Posting when I can
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- Part 2 of Truthless Doll AU