Since I’ve seen nobody try to make a past for Truthless Recluse(costume), I want to offer my idea to the court. I’ve been pondering it a lot, told as a story. Enjoy.
Think at the academy—White Lily & Pure Vanilla try to research about why cookies were created. Instead of Pure Vanilla focusing on healing, or class, he stays with White Lily to research. They still graduate with honours & build the kingdoms the cookies need.
Especially since gaining their Souljam by the Witches for their Honours—making them leaders. Seeing the Witches—they were so close to getting to have a conversation with them!
Because White Lily is working with Pure Vanilla, they manage to conceal that they were looking for the Witches. They end up at the Faerie Kingdom, & go through the library to find out about the Witches Banquet.
The two try to invite the rest of the group, Golden Cheese, Dark Cacao, & Hollyberry, only for them to reject going, & part ways. Their kingdoms still needed them.
White Lily & Pure Vanilla figure they’d just go in their own, since if their best friends couldn’t understand, nobody else would. While making their way to the Witches Banquet, White Lily discovers a Witch defence spell. She keeps hold of it, just incase something goes wrong.
Once the two make it to the Banquet, they realize that “The Witches are eating cookies!!” They freeze in shock, while they’re frozen, a Witch takes hold of Pure Vanilla by his cloak, who looks to White Lily to help save him with the Witch defence spell. Yet, instead of casting the spell, she runs on instinct—leaving Pure Vanilla behind in the hands of a Witch.
Pure Vanilla, realizing his best friend had just abandoned him when he needed her most, would look up to the Witch, and try to convince her to release him. Which, she would, only after he’d been—what to him felt like being thrown, but only dropped onto the table. The impact—feeling a lot stronger for a Cookie—cracks his Souljam.
Nobody knows how Pure Vanilla escaped, but everyone knows that ever since he’d gone to the Banquet, he’d returned as a shell. Nobody knows what happened at the Banquet. They just know Pure Vanilla & White Lily have an unspoken tension.
Pure Vanilla—unable to process the truth of Witches eating Cookies, as well as his best friend betraying him on the mission he’d only continued for her; shuts down the Vanilla Kingdom. Nobody allowed in. Nobody allowed out.
Pure Vanilla’s eyes are empty—lacking the kindness & care they held strongly in the past. His only thoughts are “Why would you hurt me like this?”—he still has cracks in his dough from when he was dropped by the Witch.
The cookies keep trying to ask him what’s wrong. To get him to talk about what’s happened to him for this drastic change. He refuses. Why open up to anyone if the one cookie you thought would never betray you, ended up betraying you? Who else could betray any simple trust?
He keeps quiet—the feelings festering in his chest, & cracked Souljam, until, he can’t take it anymore. In his room, he rips his Souljam from its holder, & throws it on the ground. It clinks, but doesn’t break as he intends it to.
He grabs his staff, & holds it over his Souljam that’s now on the ground. “Maybe if I destroy you, the risk will go away. Maybe they’ll stop asking me.”-he brings his staff over his head & slams it down into the middle of the Gem. Right at the crack, & it shatters completely. The juice flowing out of the Souljam into the ground.
He waits until it fully empties & picks it up, putting it back in its place on his chest. But these clothes don’t feel right. They’re too bright for what he’s become. He spends days sewing the perfect cloak & matching hat.
When he finally emerges, the once lively kingdom is gone. What he thought had been days of working, had been years of dissociating & occasionally working. Nobody is there. The place he calls home is covered in dark vines, & wilted flowers. It feels eerie for a moment, but after it just… feels nice.
Now he had nobody to worry about trying to pry at him. What was his name again? It’s been so long. Oh well, who needs a name when you speak to no one, right? His sheep are still fine, who cares? He roams the empty kingdom—haunting it like a ghost until one day, he hears something.
A cookie. A very loud Cookie. This cookie is speaking to a big group of cookies—they seem young, yet so does he. But you can tell he has experience. Why is there cookies here? This place was abandoned.
“This, is the abandoned Vanilla Kingdom. They say that their ruler once left to see the Witches, & when he came back, he was never the same.” Why is this cookie talking about him? Was this a class? He’d peek his head out to watch & listen more closely.
“Sometimes cookies say that they still see his figure wandering the kingdom despite being missing & destroyed for years.” This cookie talks too much. What’s wrong with him? Why does he want to talk so much? Why is he here? What’s that glowing thing in his chest?
He watched a cookie raise their hand, “Excuse me, Sage of Truth?” A title such as Sage shows a sort of leadership. & a Sage of Truth? How foolish. Truth is cruel, it breaks those who yearn for it most. Nevermind that, what was the smaller cookie asking?
“I heard that they call the cookie who roams here “The Truthless Recluse”—why do they call him that?” Truthless recluse. Truthless Recluse? Thats what they made his new name be? TRUTHLESS RECLUSE? Whatever. It’s not like he remembered his real name.
“They call him the Truthless Recluse because no matter what you ask him, it’s likely untrue. This also started after he came back from the seeing the Witches.” Oh, great. He gained a new reputation.
He watched the so-called “Sage” turn, & was finally able to see what the thing on his chest was. It was—his Souljam. How did this freak get his Souljam. The one he destroyed. Souljam does nothing but cause harm.
He needed to get rid of it. Or have that Sage prove himself worthy of such power. Eventually it will happen, but for now? This Recluse use will just watch from afar.
I have a lot more about this universe I’ve thought about. Like what happens to White Lily, Dark Cacao, Hollyberry, & Golden Cheese—as well as their counterparts.
If you guys wanna hear more, let me know, I’m just talking to the void right now, so yeah.
I’ll put it under the “Cracked SoulJam Au” tag, incase I add more