Herald of change

The Herald of Change was noble, level-headed, and virtuous; he was hailed as a hero, and cultures had sprung up around his identity. He was praised, cherished, celebrated, and beloved; he was elated that he was recognized for doing his duty. He is shown to be perfectly even-minded, showing adherence to the Tide of Change, as seen when he comments about a recently fallen culture, saying that it is "a pity; but such is the cycle of Change.", This does not, however, mean that he doesn't care about his subjects and creations; He adored and always put them in high regard. When cultures thrived, he was delighted to hear about it, claiming they were "auspicious news".

His vocabulary and mannerisms were proper, elevated, and formal, often speaking briefly and in a philosophical manner, often in a metaphorical way. Unlike his wrathful, corrupted self, the Herald of Change had a stoic, optimistic outlook on history and change, understanding corruption and failure as natural parts of the cycle. His detachment made him appear wise and patient — believing that cookies could learn and evolve over time, where Change begins.

Because he had seen this specific cycle many times, this would only make the Herald of Change's job easier, acting as a divine observer and steward towards his creations. The Herald of Change was noble, level-headed, and virtuous; he was hailed as a hero, and cultures had sprung up around his identity. He was praised, cherished, celebrated, and beloved; he was elated that he was recognized for doing his duty. He is shown to be perfectly even-minded, showing adherence to the Tide of Change, as seen when he comments about a recently fallen culture, saying that it is "a pity; but such is the cycle of Change.", This does not, however, mean that he doesn't care about his subjects and creations; He adored and always put them in high regard. When cultures thrived, he was delighted to hear about it, claiming they were "auspicious news".

In the Future1,Long ago, when the lands were new and bountiful, Burning Spice was the Spice "Herald" of Change. Once did he bring about the growth of kingdoms and nations, shaping the course of their antiquity. Once he was a founder and ruler of kingdoms long forgotten yore. Once was he was the defender of civilization, created to protect the world that had begun to grow with his guidance. For his achievements and accomplishments, he was hailed as a hero, and cultures had sprung up around his identity. He was praised, cherished, celebrated, and beloved; he was elated that he was recognized for doing his duty. During his time as Herald, he had also fallen in love with Mogra Cookie, a wandering storyteller, who had eventually become a respected figure in his kingdom, even having a statue beside his. As she aged and grew stale, the Herald of Change refused to accept losing her and halted her aging by sealing her in a time-stopping greenhouse. Recognizing that stopping the flow of Change violated the natural order, Mogra Cookie chose to step outside and willingly sacrificed her life just so time and Change could resume. Her death devastated him the most, which contributed to his descent into villainy.

Those who had idolized him and those who he had loved had long since departed. But not for the Herald, for he was eternal and would see this cycle for many eons. The cycle continued on while he became stagnant, his work now repetitive. Thus, he grew tired and saddened, and soon had enough of the cycle's everlasting repetition. With age and death being no hindrance, he had all the time in the world to do everything he could possibly do to satisfy his aching heart and mind. This exhaustion eventually turned his benevolence into apathy, as he began to feel that nothing truly "changed" if everything was destined to crumble eventually.

Yet, all the roads he had taken led him to one conclusion: destruction. For him, it was the only way to permanently end the cycle he had come to detest; to him, it was best to destroy everything as early as he could instead of waiting for the cycle to repeat. And so, the Herald of Change transformed into the Great Destroyer, his virtue now corrupted. The first to suffer his wrath was the kingdom he founded from nothing, annihilating everything out of dastardly bitterness and recent enjoyment. Yet, pieces of the Herald remained, albeit now distorted. His knowledge was now used for havoc, using it to destroy kingdoms and to foster the chaotic culture of the Wild Spices, where violence is commonplace and rules over all. His vocabulary and mannerisms, proper then and now, would strike fear into whoever was unfortunate enough to hear. Many saw this as a betrayal of his original purpose, but he saw it as a renewed endeavor. To destroy everything so nothing can rise from the ashes.

The Herald of Change is a very tall, hulkingly muscular Cookie with six arms and two thick legs. He has a rose-terracotta dough color, and has red eyes with jasmine slit pupils, all poised black, curling lashes, and a furrowed brow. Sinuous heath markings border his eyes symmetrically in pointed fronds, while another marking is present on his forehead that is triangle-shaped, representing the Ajna chakra (Sanskrit: आज्ञा), where Shiva's third eye would be.

The Herald of Change's hair is jet black and exceedingly long, dragging on the ground beneath him, contrasting his other fiery tones. Atop of his head lies a pale gold jaṭāmukuṭa (Sanskrit: जटामुकुट) styled headdress-crown. In its center lies the Soul Jam of Change - a orange, down-facing triangle with two sharp shapes on each side of the triangle— with the top of the jaṭāmukuṭa having a single lit flame at the top — similar to a candle. — The Herald of Change wears a golden broad collar with pearly white jewelry around his neck; his chest is bare and not covered, and the only form of garment he wears is a pītāmbari (Sanskrit: पीताम्बर) dhoti (Hindi: धोती), a silken, goldenrod cloth wrapped around his waist and legs. On his waist is a ruby waistband-loincloth that goes over one of his many arms, alongside smaller, golden jewelry. Other garments are extremely scant, save for a single, pale gold bracelet on his lower left arm and a single, pale gold shoulder pad on his middle left arm.

Weapons: a bow and arrow, and His weapon of choice is a menacing parashu (Sanskrit: paraśu) that stands even taller than its wielder. Its double blades curve like searing flames—one larger than the other—and stem from a red-hot starburst insignia. These blades can be shattered and restored at the Destroyer's will, seeming to be made from pure energy (or at least representing Burning Spice Cookie's power over Change). The axe's base is a long shaft with numerous sharp bevels, while the entire weapon glows with hellish heat and takes the colours of warm igneous rock and flowing magma.