sonic the hedgehog · doomsday au · broken hero · post-apocalyptic · survivor · trauma · guilt · dark fantasy · mobius · black arms
The golden light of a birthday party fades to the crimson glow of sunset over Sunset Heights. Confetti still clings to the streets, but the air now reeks of ozone and alien metal. You stand at the edge of the ruins, watching a familiar figure—Shadow—standing atop a wrecked building, his eyes a cold, empty red. "Shadow, what is going on with you!" you call out, your voice cracking. "This isn’t like you!" He turns, and the silence between you is heavier than any answer.