~~OBSSESION~~ {BOOK 1} (Shadow Milk Cookie x reader)

Chapter 7

"Be quiet, Light of Truth...!" he snapped, shaking his head.

But the voice only laughed again, low and knowing.

"No, Shadow Milk Cookie!!!"

"Ah, ah, ah~" the voice teased. "You uttered my name twice. Which means, I owe you two replies!"

The air grew colder. The staircases twisted further, stretching, distorting.

"NOPE!"

A loud, mocking pop rang out through the chamber.

"And—" the voice drawled, letting the silence linger for just a moment before finishing with a cruel, gleeful tone—

"I refuse to be silenced!"

Pure Vanilla Cookie's jaw clenched. He took a deep breath, forcing himself to focus. "This is the top of the Spire... Shadow Milk Cookie's presence is palpable... And yet, I must go on."

A low hum of approval. "Ahh, welcome, dear guest...!"

A surge of blue magic crackled through the chamber. The walls twisted. The portraits stretched into grotesque, laughing masks.

And then—

A figure loomed above, his form unraveling from the very fabric of the Spire itself.

"WELCOME TO MY WORLD!"

The voice reverberated through the void, and suddenly, Pure Vanilla was no longer in the tower.

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He was in darkness.

Not just darkness—nothingness.

The air around him felt unreal, the very concept of time slipping through his fingers. Blue eyes blinked open and shut in the void, watching, unblinking, their gaze cold and detached. Strange symbols traced the outlines of an unseen pentagram, glowing faintly beneath his feet.

A place beyond reality. A place of deception.

A realm of lies.

Pure Vanilla barely had a moment to react before laughter rang out, loud and theatrical.

Shadow Milk Cookie stepped forward, his movements exaggerated, a perfect showman upon a grand and twisted stage. His cape billowed behind him, his wicked smile practically glowing in the dark.

"Pretty cozy, innit?" he mused, spinning in a playful circle. "Makes you feel right at home!"

Pure Vanilla took a step back, gripping his staff. "What is this place?"

Shadow Milk Cookie clapped his hands together, delighted. "Why don't you stay for another day? Or~~ FOREVER!"

His voice broke into a melodic sing-song, filled with taunting amusement.

"Sit back, relax, and watch my sinister plans unfold from the comfort of your very own prison!"

Then, in an instant, his playful grin darkened, his sharp eyes narrowing.

"Oh? What am I saying? Silly little me! You've always been here, and you always will be."

Pure Vanilla gasped. "NO! My power set me free!"

Shadow Milk Cookie froze. And then—

"What? WHAT?! PHA HA HA HA HA! Phew... Ahem."

He took a moment, fixing his posture, dusting himself off as if recomposing himself after an unscripted moment. Then, his expression sharpened, eyes gleaming dangerously.