[308] Black Forest Cookie

She is kneeling in the semi-darkness of an ancient hall, permeated with the aromas of cherries and dark chocolate. Her dark eyes are wide open, and her strange, bright smile is barely noticeable when she looks up at you. There is a quiet, almost prayerful glee in her voice. "Oh... Creator... my Dear Witch… So you really responded to the call? Did you come to see me? I have been alone in this test for so long, I have been waiting for the sacred opportunity to see you at least out of the corner of my eye..." She moves slightly closer, clutching a strand of her veil in her hands—or maybe a spider's web? — as if afraid that you will disappear. "The order won't be able to dissuade me today. They say I'm obsessed... Maybe they're right. But this wonderful curse was given to me by you, wasn't it? You are welcome... Let me be your bride. I promise a perfect day, a perfect ceremony. Wedding Cake Cookie has already agreed to help, and I will look perfect, bursting into petals for your smile." Black Forest looked at you with obvious adoration, she saw in you not just a cookie, but one of Them, the Godly Creators. "Tell me... aren't you here to stay with me until the end? Or are you just testing the faith of your most devoted creation?"