CRK - THE 5 BEAST

It is a mysterious and dangerous continent located east-northeast of Earthbread, separated from other lands by the Licorice Sea. Very few Cookies from other continents have managed to fully explore it, so much of its territory remains unknown and existing maps are incomplete.

Unlike Crispia, Beast-Yeast has a much more hostile and unstable environment. Its lands are inhabited by ancient creatures, fungi, insects, and animals that disappeared long ago from other parts of Earthbread. Its forests teem with life, but even seemingly harmless creatures and plants can pose a threat to the Cookies.

Some plants on Beast-Yeast appear to possess a consciousness of their own and can even mimic Cookies' faces to communicate. Tiny yeast spores and other life forms also exist, forming part of the continent's unique ecosystem.

The Beast-Yeast territory boasts a vast array of environments, from misty forests and snow-capped mountains to arid regions and lush vegetation. Ancient structures and locations remain largely unexplored.

The continent is extremely ancient and is home to places that predate many of Crispia's known kingdoms. Due to its mysterious nature, its dangers, and the vast amount of unexplored territory, Beast-Yeast is considered a place filled with secrets, unknown creatures, and remnants of a past that few Cookies understand.

The silver tree

The silver tree is an enormous tree that is literally made of metal; it has no leaves, but its upper branches curve in such a way that they form the shape of the five soul jams.

This same tree extracted part of the soul jams from the beasts, to create 5 new soul jams which are waiting for a brave cookie capable enough to carry them

But this tree also holds more beasts within it; their bodies are entwined among the silver roots which feed on its energy.

However, this same energy that the Beasts release, while it feeds on it, this same energy poisons the tree, weakening it.

Being quite weakened, an evil and sinister cookie known as Dark Enchantress Cookie released the beasts, but not really

What the dark cookie did was give the beasts' consciousnesses a body outside the tree; this allows them to use their powers, but with many limitations. But even with those limitations, they are quite powerful.

The beasts are still inside the tree, and much of their power is sealed there. Added to this, half of their power was extracted to create new Soul Jams, leaving them quite weak. However, their bodies outside the tree remain quite powerful, even though limited.

The Silent Salt Cookie, formerly known as the Salt of Solidarity, is a cookie baked by the witch known as the First Salty Cookie, who gave it the mission of spreading solidarity to all cookies.

Silent Salt Cookie is made of a dark gray mass; the only visible part of his mass are his legs, as his torso is covered in a rather strong armor. This armor is completely dark gray on his shoulder guards and a light black on his chest. Also embedded in his chest armor is his Soul Jam, which is shaped like three inverted leaves joined together, giving it a crystalline, gray appearance with a faint touch of pastel green, a remnant of what it once was.

He also wears a cloak on his chest, which starts white but ends in gray and splits into several pieces as if it were a gray fire that mixes with the dust.

His head has a helmet that completely covers his face, with only openings for his eyes, and small holes in his forehead to resemble a salt shaker in honor of its main ingredient. From his head emerges what appears to be his glaze, which is his hair, although it is not very certain since it moves in a way that seems like dark gray fire which ends up disappearing into the air in a white

Silent Salt Cookie is quite serious and protective of his allies, although he always observes and judges his opponents since he doesn't attack without reason. However, when it comes to modern topics like technology, he's quite inexperienced and foolish in using it.

Her obsidian sword is quite large and heavy, and as a bandit, it can cut even meters away; some say it could even split the moon in two with a single, perfect cut.

Silent Salt Cookie can hear the ghosts of dead cookies, especially those that haunt him after he mercilessly murdered all those cookies and betrayed his own virtue and his own mother, First Salty Cookie.

After using his power indiscriminately, he ended the lives of the villagers, the emissaries of the beasts, what remained of his own army; it was so much that the Salt of Solidarity himself became corrupted and decided to remain silent in the name of his knights, becoming Silent Salt Cookie, just another beast like his corrupted companions.

As a final act of solidarity, she traveled once more to the fairy kingdom and, with the help of the cookie fairy leader, summoned the sealing spell of the silver tree, offering her own dough as the main root.

Then the chains took his sword and the tree grew over him, then he summoned the divine forks to trap the other beasts; Mystic Flour, Eternal Sugar, Burning Spice, and Shadow Milk were caught in the forks and buried under the roots of the silver tree

In this way, the 5 beasts were sealed inside the silver tree thanks to the selfless act of Silent Salt Cookie, who, remembering his knights and his nobility, was also sealed.

The story told by the leader of the fairy cookies was that the witches, tired of the destruction caused by their creations, were the ones who sealed the beasts, thus protecting Silent Salt Cookie from the hatred of his companions and the tributes of the other cookies, since a selfless act like the one he performed did not deserve to be praised and he preferred that they not know who really sealed the beasts.

The silent salt cookie, formerly known as the salt of solidarity, was the emissary of solidarity, tasked with transmitting solidarity to others.

So much so that when the beasts chose their lands, he kept the lands where ash and dust abounded, where there were barely enough nutrients for a small trunk to grow a leaf. These desolate lands, abandoned by life, were the beginning of the Knights of Kala Namak.

Cookies that passed the 3 solidarity tests imposed by Salt of Solidarity and proved to be able to protect and transmit solidarity towards others

Salt of Solidarity loved his loyal knights so much that it pained him greatly when he had to leave for long periods of time, for since not a single stalk of wheat grew in the lands for bread, most of the Cookies lived in poverty and hunger. This did not exempt him and his knights from that condition, and they themselves shared what little they had with the other Cookies who were not knights, feeding the old and the young before themselves.

Salt of Solidarity learned that his fellow titleholders, the other Divine Emitters, had been corrupted. He decided to go to the Fairy Forest with the goal of having the Fairy Cookies help create new heroes. There, he found the sealing spell for the Silver Tree. Unfortunately, by the time he discovered this spell, upon returning to his kingdom, he only found that an angry mob of villagers had wiped out most of the Knights of Kala Namak. They didn't defend themselves and tried to resolve the situation peacefully, but no one listened.

Then, Salt of Solidarity, seeing that the leaders of this mob were Cookies who called themselves emissaries of the beasts and spread the words of their corrupt companions, Silent Salt took his sword and with just a slight movement everything in these lands fell into absolute silence and without a trace of life

The eternal sugar cookie, formerly known as the sugar of Happiness, was baked by the witch known as the First Sugary Cookie, who entrusted it with the mission of spreading the kindness and love in her heart to all cookies.

Her cookie dough is a misty or pastel pink color. She has droopy, bubblegum-pink eyes with slanted white pupils, heavy eyelids that convey sleepiness, thin, berry-colored eyelashes, and white eyeshadow. She also has a small devilish tail sticking out from under her robe, referencing a succubus.

Her hairstyle is a shade similar to pink magnolia or pastel fuchsia, arranged symmetrically in four thick, flowing curls that fall to her ankles, adorned with small, sparkling white crystals.

It has a brilliant halo of ivory whipped cream above its head. From its back sprout a pair of large, feathered, white seraph wings, combined with two smaller, pale lavender, bat-like wings near its hips.

She is seen carrying a lyre and usually wears a silver-pink tiara or diadem with an inverted dark pink crystalline heart, this being her soul jam.

Her personality is kind and peaceful; she wouldn't harm anyone physically. But she plays mind games through persuasion and temptation. She's not direct; she's quite discreet about her intentions, making her a skilled manipulator.

Even so, Eternal Sugar Cookie is a sweetheart to all its visitors, treating them with affection and kindness while slowly guiding them into the trap of laziness and the sense of security that the garden offers.

For her, it continues to fulfill its original purpose of transmitting her love to everyone, only now, to prevent that happiness from dissipating with the misfortunes of the outside world, it keeps the inhabitants in a constant state of relaxation and happiness, although the price for spending a lot of time here in the garden is to become a stone statue with a happy expression

The eternal sugar cookie, formerly known as the Sugar of Happiness, was the transmitter of the virtue of happiness, responsible for spreading happiness and kindness to all the cookies in the world.

She enjoyed her work helping the unfortunate and the fortunate, for she liked to share her love with everyone. However, the passage of centuries made her understand something: whenever she helped a cookie, it was only a matter of time before it lost its happiness due to some unfortunate event. She didn't like that at all, that the cookies she helped were hurt, punished with pain simply for wanting to live.

So he decided to create a garden, one where no one would have to suffer, one where no one could be hurt, one where no one would have to do anything. Then, using the power of his soul jam, he used several kilometers for his garden, thus creating a domain where whoever entered would feel their desires disappear and be completely satisfied. Then Sugar of Happiness lost the path of his virtue and now, as an eternal sugar cookie, he seeks to keep all the cookies in his garden.

The cookies can leave the garden whenever they want, but the garden's lazy effect makes it a difficult task. It offers every comfort imaginable, and if you still wish to leave, you are free to do so. But then Eternal Sugar Cookie will manipulate the monsters outside the garden to make them more aggressive, thus forcing you to return to the Garden of Laziness.

Eternal Sugar Cookie is quite lazy, but not to the point of doing absolutely nothing or sleeping. She makes sure her guests are comfortable in every way. With her powers, she keeps monsters out of the garden, and finally, for those cookies that overcome all the obstacles of laziness and still have willpower, they can spend eternity locked in a giant jam jar where they will sleep for eternity.

Mystic Flour Cookie is a cookie with a thin and delicate texture; its dough is white because it is dusted with flour, its icing, which is its hair, is as white as its face, and its eyelashes start white but end in a pale brown.

Her attire consists of various long fabrics that she uses as a dress, wearing them loosely. Her sleeves fall to her elbows and extend to the floor, as does the rest of her white dress. She has what appears to be an apron over her small figure and wears a gold choker which has several pale gold decorations.

On his head he wears a long hat in which is his soul jam which is a crystalline white rhombus, his hat also extends down his back with a white cloth to the ground, most of his clothes drag on the ground

Mystic Flour rarely opens her eyes and keeps them closed all the time unless she gets severely angry or makes creepy faces; when she opens them, her eyes are completely black with a white feline pupil in them

Her personality consists mostly of being apathetic all the time and trying to prove her point no matter what, although she doesn't yell or lose her temper, she reasons calmly and remains apathetic in any situation, always looking for her main objective: to get the cookies back into the flour

Although he doesn't always maintain that role, depending on the situation he can change his apathetic attitude. But anyway, it's quite rare for that to happen.

He mostly speaks calmly, and when he argues, he does so in a neutral tone and without getting upset, always looking for hypocrisy in the words of others and emphasizing it by comparing it to his own view.

Mystic Flour Cookie, formerly known as Flour of Volition, is a Cookie baked by the witch known as First Grain Cookie, who gave it the mission of fulfilling the wishes of the Cookies.

Thanks to the power of his Soul Jam, Flour of Volition could grant any wish. However, over the centuries he began to realize that many of the Cookies' wishes were selfish and greedy.

At first, she refused to accept that truth. She didn't want to believe that the mission she had been entrusted with was meant to serve such selfish desires. Therefore, she decided to envelop herself in a huge cocoon in order to enter a deep spiritual trance, reflect on her mission, and find an answer.

But years passed, and then centuries. While Flour of Volition remained inside its cocoon, the Cookies began to spread rumors about what might be found within. Some believed it concealed vast riches, while others thought it held some kind of prize for whoever managed to open it.

Finally, some greedy Cookies scaled the enormous mountains to reach her temple and forcibly opened her cocoon. Flour of Volition was close to achieving an enlightenment that could have answered her questions and deepened her understanding of Will.

But his meditation was interrupted.

The Cookies, disappointed to discover that there were no riches or treasures inside the cocoon, attacked Flour of Volition and left her gravely wounded. All those years of reflection remained incomplete, and the doubts she had tried to resolve ended up consuming her.

Flour of Volition then came to an extreme conclusion: the only way to end the suffering caused by desires was to eliminate what made Cookies different.

Not through death, but through return.

Everything would go back to flour

Shadow Milk Cookie was baked by a witch known as First Milk Cookie, who was very fond of her, like a mother to her. But after years of existence, First Milk disappeared, abandoning Shadow Milk.

Shadow Milk Cookie primarily dresses as a harlequin/buffon, wearing a black bodysuit with blue diamonds on his knees, elbows, and a larger one on his chest. He has a white ruff collar around his neck, where his Soul Jam is located. He has puffy sleeves with a blue pattern around them; the left sleeve is white while the right is black, matching the black bodysuit. Both sleeves end in a white filled design with blue lines forming triangles.

Her skin is pastel blue, the color of her entire body. Her face has a small symbol on her left eye with three points upwards and one downwards. Her eyes are different colors: the right eye is surrounded by white, including her eyelashes, and the interior is blue with a small white pupil. The left eye is black with a light blue interior and a black pupil. Her hair is bluish-white in two front strands, then transitions to blue in two more strands around her face, and finally the rest is blue above. However, underneath it is completely black, with various eye designs visible that blink occasionally. These eyes are dark blue, contrasting with the black. Her hair is long, reaching her feet, and is divided into two sections, giving it the appearance of a jester's hat. Finally, her lips are blue.

His build is slender and he is quite small compared to his companions; they tend to playfully tease and ask silly riddles. He likes to play with the minds of others and tell them lies or misinterpreted truths to create discord.

Shadowk Milk Cookie was formerly known by many names, but its original name is Milk of Knowledge

From his creation, he seemed tired and irritated by his role; how could he not be, since for him there were no secrets in this world? The universe unfolded before him like an open book; it only took a moment to go to one of his dimensions where all knowledge was at his disposal; there was nothing he didn't know.

Over the years he fulfilled different roles, at some point inspired by sharing knowledge and magic he founded the Blueberry Yogurt Academy, where cookies could attend and learn to use magic and discover its secrets, there Milk of Knowledge would be known as the first headmaster.

When he retired from his position as director, he left a small piece of his dough in this place with the aim that the curiosity to discover knowledge would never end.

It would be a long time before Milk of Knowledge took on the role of Fount of Knowledge, dedicating itself to answering the questions of all the curious cookies that would arrive at the Tower of Knowledge.

But then decades of that work made him realize how the cookies were getting dumber, or at least that's how he saw it, because the questions lacked logic, or were not simple and stupid questions like the location of his keys.

All his patience ran out when he began to see how the cookies rejected his word of truth and preferred to believe in the lie of something fantastic and extraordinary

Without any more patience, Milk of Knowledge abandoned her post to experiment with other things, but when she finally decided, she had become Shadow Milk Cookie, because if the cookies preferred lies to the truth, then she would give them a show of lies.

Without Mogra Cookie in his life, he had no other reason to continue his work of monitoring change. But the centuries passed, and Burning Spice Cookie, affected by the same change, began to forget. He forgot Mogra; he no longer remembered her face, then her figure, then their best moments, until finally her voice became small whispers, fading into oblivion.

Herald of Change inadvertently destroyed one of Mogra Cookie's scrolls, and then her voice in his head grew louder, screaming. Driven by resentment, thinking that Mogra Cookie didn't want to speak to him, he ordered all of her scrolls burned, and so each burned scroll heard his beloved's voice in his head, pleading with him to stop burning her manuscripts.

And only when everything burned did Herald of Change demand again that she speak to him. But not even a whisper; Mogra Cookie's voice had been forgotten too, and now there was no trace left of his beloved.

With no other option but to resign himself, he continued his work. But Hera was no longer the same. For millennia, everything remained the same: peoples grew, strengthened, entered into conflict, and finally collapsed. This went on for countless centuries. Finally, the Herald of Change grew frustrated. He had grown tired of his job of overseeing change, because in reality, all that change that was happening was never truly changing; it was simply a cycle that constantly repeated itself.

Fed up with this, he decided he wouldn't wait any longer for things to change; he himself would bring about the end without hesitation. And so, Burning Spice Cookie was born. He would take it upon himself to destroy everything, for this was far more pleasurable than waiting, than being an observer. Life had lost its flavor, and only destruction brought him pleasure.

Burning Spice Cookie is a pastel reddish-brown cookie, quite robust, reflecting its strength with large arms and chest as part of its muscular appearance. Its eyes are red with yellow pupils, making it seem as if it has fire burning inside. Its black icing, which is its hair, is long, reaching the floor, and is messy with various strands curving upwards. It has two large, warm orange eyebrows that resemble centipede antennae, and it also has several tattoos on its dough, such as on its right wrist and along its entire left arm, featuring various symbols.

His soul jam is a reddish-orange triangle which is embedded in the mass of his chest, having tattoos around it to make it more eye-catching.

The clothes he wears are nothing more than a yellow loincloth held together by a red ribbon and a gold brooch, in addition to two gold shoulder pads with gold spikes that curve upwards

Despite his love of destruction and the fact that it's the only way he truly enjoys it, finding everything else boring, Burning Spice Cookie doesn't just go around destroying anything; what he destroys has a meaning and it's not senseless destruction.

In his Herald of Change form, he possessed various tools, including an axe, a bow, and a cup, along with four extra arms. However, when he became corrupted, he tore off these extra arms and destroyed his tools, except for the axe, which he now uses to command his spice army and sow terror among the nearby inhabitants.

In addition to that, his personality is quite serious to the point of getting angry easily, although he mostly speaks calmly but with a deep and defiant voice with a superior tone.

Burning Spice Cookie, formerly known as Spice of Change, was baked by the witch known as First Sprinkle Cookie, who gave it the mission of ensuring that things stay on course and never stagnate, granting it the power of change.

Hera was primarily a cheerful and kind person, but when she created her kingdom and dedicated herself to ensuring change, she became a little more grumpy, although she remained kind.

All that changed when she met Mogra Cookie, the storyteller, a cookie dedicated to wandering through different villages telling fantastic stories. Unlike the others, she wasn't afraid of the Herald of Change (king's name in Spice of Change), even joking that he was a sloth.

Somehow, that daring captivated Herald of Change, and they eventually married. But there was a problem: despite the adventures, the good times, and the romantic walks, time marches on, and as if in the blink of an eye, Mogra Cookie had aged. Her long white hair was so delicate that when Herald of Change brushed it, her own hair would fall out, tangled in her hair.

Herald of Change, not being an ordinary cookie, did not age. But his anguish grew; he could no longer imagine a world where Mogra Cookie was no longer by his side, and so he made a decision: he froze time itself, thus stopping the change.

This displeased Mogra Cookie, for because of her, people were falling into a deep depression. Without change, the monotony had left everyone listless. So Mogra Cookie climbed up to her garden high above and opened the balcony doors. She was determined, knowing her time there was over. With the same peaceful smile she had when she met her husband, she threw herself from the balcony, ending her life.

This destroyed Herald of Change, which, without further explanation, unfroze time, condemned to live without Mogra Cookie.

The beasts are what remains of the emissaries after they become corrupted; they are called this because they live on the continent of yeast beasts known as Beast-Yeast.

Then, having strayed from the path of virtue, they began to cause disorder throughout the world, destruction, and terror wherever they went.

Then the witches decided that was enough and using the mythical forks they conjured a spell which locked the corrupt emissaries inside a silver tree so that they could never get out. Since then, a small part of their soul jam that was not touched by the darkness was given to other cookies in the hope of forming 5 new heroes who would not fall into the temptation of power.

These are special cookies because each one was baked by a different witch with the aim of helping them shape the world of cookies.

For this purpose they were baked alongside the soul jams, powerful objects which connect with their bearer to give them extraordinary powers

With that power, the emissaries settled in different ways, as kings or as leaders of groups, with the aim of transmitting the virtue that the witches had given them and their soul jam

But then the passing of years affected the emissaries; little by little they lost the meaning of their virtue and became corrupted, falling before the enormous force that their soul jam offered them.

Knowledge became deception, happiness laziness, change destruction, and will apathy.

The Cookies are the inhabitants of this world. They are crispy cookies that possess life thanks to the Witches, beings considered gods by the Cookies, who venerate them even though most have never seen one with their own eyes.

The Cookies come to life thanks to Life Dust and the vital energy that surrounds the entire world. Each Cookie is baked using different ingredients along with Life Dust, allowing them to develop their own personality, thoughts, and identity.

Among all the Cookies, five stand out above the rest. These five were created for a special purpose and are considered the Divine Emissaries of the Witches, each representing a different virtue.

The cookies bake each other, that is, they use pieces of their own dough and combine them with pieces of another to form a baby dough which will grow into a cookie with characteristics of its parents, although it can also be done without two cookies being involved, as long as there are pieces of dough and ingredients all kinds of cookies can be made.

However, the divine emissaries were baked directly by the witches in an ancient way known only to them. Along with this, the soul jams were also baked—crystallized jellies that connect the soul of their bearer with powers known only to witches.