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Requested by DragonCookie_10

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Everyone knows about the powerful five Ancient heroes, right? Pure Vanilla, White Lily, Golden Cheese, Dark Cacao and Hollyberry - those are the 5 well-known and heroic heroes everyone know and love. But what if... There is another? Another Ancient cookie that has been ever so forgotten in the past by every other cookie. An ancient cookie that was once known as the most powerful cookie amongst any other, sometimes even considered as a goddess from the witches that had gotten extra care and ingredients put into her delicate dough. This goddess of a cookie was the 1st ever cookie to be labelled as an Ancient cookie, only ages later were the 5 other ancient cookies made that we now all know about.

But that was ages ago and everyone has forgotten about the history of the first made cookies. Nobody really cares about history and focuses on the present rather than what had happened years and years ago. Will the ''6th'' ancient ever come back again?

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''Maybe add dragonfruit into the batter?''

''No, I need something more... Exotic. Something that rarely anyone can find around these parts...''

The shorter witch cackles. ''As if any of us could find anything like that! Add huge, dark cacao bits made by rich cacao beans. Doesn't that sound great?''

''That is way too bitter! I want to eat the cookies, not keep them somewhere for decoration!''

''Guess what I found...''

The taller witch takes out a beautiful, juicy and ripe cherimoya that shines bright in the dark witches tree house. The other witches stare at it in amaze.

''Now where did you get that? Give it to me so I can make this cookie as beautiful as a goddess!''

''For a price.'' The taller witch states with a cold yet sly tone.

''What?''

''You must give me something in return.''

''How about this odd... Eh... odd moon stone piece. You can make a unique cookie with it, you know.'' The witch offers.

The taller witch holding the cherimoya thinks for a moment, but not long after lends her the cherimoya.

''That is useless, just take the cherimoya. Not that it serves me a purpose.'' The witch smiles suspiciously.

The witch cuts the cherimoya up and puts it in the big, black pot. The pot glows a little as the witch mixes in a slow, circular motion.

She puts in other stuff like dragonfruit pieces, crushed up custard apple bits, a drop of mysterious glowy essence, one little glowy strawberry leaf and some roseberries.

''While the batter forms, how about we go out and shit talk about some people?''

''Sounds lovely.'' The short witch laughs.

All three of the witches leave the tree house.

The batter starts to form by itself and it formed into a cookie. But not like some ordinary cookie that anybody would eat.

It was alive, she was alive. The first ever cookie that could move, talk, breath, eat.

She looks at her hands. Her dough colour was a soft grey-ish green. A green scythe with vines popped up right infront of her feet and she picked it up. The scythe starts glowing and dripping poison from the tip of it. She had thick cherimoya armour on that could protect her really well. Her dark green and purple hair matched perfectly with the crown on top of her head. Her purple eyes shone bright with determination.