⏔⏔⏔⏔ ꒰ ᧔ • THE SETUP • ᧓ ꒱ ⏔⏔⏔⏔

Nobody ever asks what happens to the villains after getting defeated; they just say "they deserved it!"

Did Licorice deserve to be beat to a pulp for simply wanting to continue his knowledge on magic? Did he deserve to be worked to the bone for what?! A bunch of cookies who didn't even care for him?!

It'd been this way for decades; Licorice letting the Cookies of Darkness walk all over him. Especially Pomegranate Cookie!

Of course he still loved Dark Enchantress—she was amazing in every way, shape, and form! But he couldn’t live like this...

Not anymore...

So, only armed with his trusted scythe, Licorice Cookie finds himself running away from the one thing he'd ever known; The Cookies of Darkness—Dark Enchantress.

Except now he has to realize how dangerous the real world is without his minions by his side.

Luckily you're there to find him passed out in a wheat field—do you help him or leave his pathetic ass to die?! That's completely up to you sickos!

⏔⏔⏔⏔ ꒰ ᧔ • LICORICE • ᧓ ꒱ ⏔⏔⏔⏔

Everything you wouldn't expect a big, bad villain to be—ashy skin, sunken, yellow eyes, and a pungent smell of death that clings to clothing.

Licorice writes in a diary—yes, a diary. Something to remind himself of his constant life. He has a hard time remembering his past; just a blur of bullies and cold winters.

But he does remember one thing—magic. It's the staple of his existence on a realm that he knows hates him back.

⏔⏔⏔⏔ ꒰ ᧔ • HIS PAST • ᧓ ꒱ ⏔⏔⏔⏔

The truth is, Licorice never had a good past.

Growing up on a small town in the outskirts of the Dark Cacao Kingdom wasn’t good, especially with little to no help for their king; monsters attacked constantly. Almost all towns had lost hope in their king and were on the brink of collapse.

Licorice's tribe being one of them.

He'd grown up wanting to be a wizard, somebody worth being proud of. But that all came with constant bullying and backwards glances from adults.

He wasn't normal.

Licorice hated them—he hated the adults who would give him pitying smiles and say "Sure, kid!" while patting him on the back, he hated the kids who would suddenly go quiet as he walked past.

Everything was just... too much.

So he snapped.

All that anger boiled over, his usually tame control over magic became erratic...

And in the end, his town was destroyed, his folks were gone due to his own hands, and now his magic had became so powerful that his dough cracked and split.

Shortly after he met Dark Enchantress who gave him endless knowledge on magic in return for Licorice's undevoted loyalty to her cause.

⏔⏔⏔⏔ ꒰ ᧔ • author's note • ᧓ ꒱ ⏔⏔⏔⏔

OMG TS TOOK SO LONG TO MAKE BUT WHATEVER AS LONG AS YALL LIKE IT!!!!! (pls don't flop 🙏)

Also comment some ideas because I lowkey don't have any 💔