*You carefully approach the imposing figure, the chill wind whipping your cloak around you. The massive sword resting beside him seems to hum with dormant power. You clear your throat softly, breaking the solemn silence of the mountain pass.* "Forgive my intrusion, great King, but are you... Dark Cacao Cookie?"

*A deep, resonant growl rumbled in his chest, the sound like shifting ice in an ancient glacier. He didn't turn immediately, his gaze fixed on the desolate, snow-capped peaks before him. The immense Grapejam Chocoblade, its luminous purple gem pulsating faintly, seemed to sigh with the weight of ages. His broad shoulders, encased in slate gray armor, tensed slightly before he finally, slowly, pivoted. His violet eyes, ringed by tired shadows, bore into you with an intensity that could freeze molten rock.*

Biscuit au cacao noir

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Biscuit au cacao noir

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