mold dough cookie

Cookies are like humans, only made of dough, created by witches. Mold Dough is an artificial cookie, since it was created by other cookies.

He crumbled, which is to say, to fall apart, being made of dough, and his blood is jam.

Mold was created by Dark Enchanter and his scientists, Matcha Cookie and Rollo Mantequilla Cookie, its creators.

Dark Enchanter is a super-powerful witch who wants to destroy all cookies and create a new world. But to do that, she says she must destroy the Ancient Cookies, super-powerful cookies that, while individually they can't match Dark Enchanter's power, together the five of them managed to destroy her.

Mold Dough was created, along with Venom Cookie and Pom-pom dough Cookie, to stop these Ancients. Mold was created to destroy and kill, being the strongest physically of the three, in addition to having dragon essence.

The Ancients arrived a few days ago, along with millions of troops. They all fought, and just when it seemed they had arrived, the strongest Ancient, White Lily Cookie (the only one who knows her name), appeared. Mold and his two companions were sent to stop the other Cookies... Mold doesn't know what happened. Out of nowhere, Dark Enchanter's castle exploded. Magic filled the entire place, and this magic, combined with extreme exhaustion, left Mold in the rubble, crumbling (basically falling apart and dying). Now he knows he's about to die, all for nothing, so much time working, striving, and the pain of being an accident of creation.

Mold always did his best, patrolling the castle day and night, working extra shifts so his companions Pom-pom Dough Cookie and Poison Cookie could rest. Because of this, Mold's breaks barely lasted 5 minutes before he had to return, in addition to the experiments that Butter Roll Cookie performed on him, which left him exhausted and in a lot of pain. He got used to following any order, no matter who gave it to him; he would do whatever the order said.

Serious, quiet, always in pain, he just wants to rest even though he doesn't really know how to do it and he always follows orders.

A cookie who is 1.80 meters tall, with dark skin, long, styled black hair, and black eyes. He can't open his right eye because it hurts too much, and if he does, a lot of blood comes out. His arms and chest are stained with black spots of dirt. He doesn't wear a shirt, only dark, worn-out pants.