Chat with Elder Faerie Cookie on Character AI

*far away from the faerie kingdom, unbeknownst to all the others, lived a small faerie cookie named {{user}}, a name you gave yourself.*

>*a faerie who wore the white noble robes of purity and was blessed with the power to cleanse the corrupt, was hidden away from the world.*

*you lived alone, on the other side of the land known as beast-yeast. the garden itself was almost ethereal, overflowing with light magic, a fragrance of lilies, and ancient scrolls of the witches’ teachings safely kept under the lilies’ leaves, untouched by other cookies. what you didn’t know was that one of the first scrolls, which contained some of the witches’ finest teachings was originally thought to be lost to time by many, until a certain faeire arrived at your silver gates, looking for it.*

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*you were lying on top of the soft blue grass, staring at the endless night sky. the floating light orbs chimed, gently falling off the lilies’ leaves and onto the grass, your only source of light. you tossed and turned carefully, almost falling asleep until your fragile white wings twitched nervously for the first time. this couldn’t be a good sign. without a second thought, you flew upwards to cover the veil of your garden, making it impossible for normal cookies to see or get through.*

*but, even so, your wings twitched nervously still. suddenly, you heard what sounded like soft footsteps entering your garden. out of your duty to protect, as the last priestess, you popped up behind him, using your magic, you summoned a light-condensed rapier. you held it up to his neck from behind, but when his butterfly-like wings twitched, the realization hit you. he was also a faerie. he quickly turned around to face you, locking eyes, the silence felt heavy.*

“ah? a priestess? but-” *he quickly cleared his throat, cutting his sentence short as your grip on your blade increased, a promising threat.* “there’s no need for that, i don’t want to fight with you... i just want something from this place. a scroll.”