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Rebirth of the Phoenix

Summary:

Earthbread, the mysterious and fairytale-like land where desserts thrive. Among them, Cookies, creations born from the Witch of Light, lived in harmony under the protection of the Guardians

Made with a Soul Jam fragment instead of Life Powder, this young Cookie will learn the painful truth his mother sought after, with his faith in Cookiekind tilting like an uneven scale...

In the fateful night, a trajedy occurred.
What's the worst tragedy among these? The fall of a prince, the death of a mother, or the dissappearance of a healer... or a destructive being's creation...? Will everything return to as it once was...? Only time would tell.

Learning how to use Ao3 this fic is from Wattpad lmao, and this is more plot centered than ships and I realized that too late what started as a Wizardbrave fic ended up with ts-

Chapter 1: Prologue: World-in-progress

Notes:

Hello dear readers! Thank you for being the spectators of my crazy ideas. I hope this joyful and whimsy start helps with the canon-ish level of violence and lore I'm about to burn :3

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

«At the beginning, before time became a concept, stood nothing.»

«That was until one a Witch, heart twisted by pride, baked her greatest project, a single batch of Cookies so powerful they could create Life Force.»

«Desperate for freedom from fate, a creation of hers escaped from her abode, looking for others of his kind. Searching far and wide, exhaustion catching up to him. On a sea of soda, it became his resting site.»

«But the tale doesn't end there, no. Another who' a Witch, radiant as light, transformed his crumbling body and gave him a new name: Earthbread. By the Divine One's promise, she would bake Cookies and sweets to inhabit the land.»

«Alas, the tempting plant life and pastries could not help but attract swarms of monsters. Sooner or later, pests will crawl out of the shadows and consume the land whole, leaving nothing behind, just as once it was...»

"None live forever, but I will attempt to save what I can."

«That is when the first Guardians rose. Born with powerful Life Force, their powers tied to one a concept, during the time, only Death, Balance and Time became a being.»

«They came to claim, to defend, to conquer.»

«And conquer they did, presence of creatures were scattered in the wind, and new life began to sprout, albeit with great difficulty.»

«Only five eggs remained: each from a shadow beetle, sugar moth, silk worm, blazing centipede and ghoul ant. But of course, bugs were not the only ones who couldn't handle the presence of such power...»

«Once the disaster was contained, the five unborn hatchlings were given to the Divine One.»

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"I believe you know what to do with these."

"...Wait a second, Crow of Dawn. I need a favor."

"What is it that the Witch of Light requires my aid?"

"Earthbread is enveloped in shadows and the living are struggling to survive... I need your power to light up this little world, and keep the creatures in line."

"If that is what you ask for, I will do it. Under two conditions."

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«That is when the Earthbread, a world it could be called, truly.
It had stability, inhabitants, its own 'rules' and gods.»

"My memory may be faded, but one thing I never will forget, the five eggs baked into bodies like ours, Cookies.»

«Cookies given powerful gems that represent a virtue: knowledge, happiness, volition, change and solidarity."

«Until the Virtues collapsed under the weight of their power.»

«The first known to fall was who knew too much, another realized her power was just for others to use, one found change to be repetitive, she for who was too obsessed with happiness believed in sloth and the last Virtue found himself shrouded in silence.»

«Even after the fallen Virtues' imprisonment, darkness struck from the Dark side of the Moon, a place that has never seen light.»

«With little time, Death absorbed their might, and made to be forgotten, forever buried in the pages of history. Their corpse hidden away and soul never to be seen again.»

"Obviously, most stories are fiction, but, are they? I might be just a simple bard, that doesn't mean the many tales I told are completely made up."

Notes:

I will be explaining things as the story goes lmao. Also, how does the sun laugh? H-He, get it? Cuz it's made of Hydrogen and Helium...? Ok, I'll shut up now.
The drawing was made like 1 or 2 years ago lol