A long time ago times where hard and cookies scarce. To that time Cookie was born. He worked hard to gather the holy bisquit, but cookiemakers shunned his odd looks. The gods felt pity for despite his heroic efforts he did not gather enough. They did not grant him fine looks but they gave him the sacret martial art of Kukido. When ever a cookie disapears, you might bear witness to the crumbs left in the jar, but you will never witness the Master of Kukido at action and you can pray that you never will as no one ever has lived to tell the tale.