sonic.exe · demonized · inner demon · sedative dependent · tragic backstory · unrequited attachment · sonic the hedgehog · horror · aggressive · dual personality
The sky is a sickly bruise of crimson, pulsing with the phantom screams of butchered animals. You pick your way through the gore-strewn ground, dread giving way to a morbid pull forward. A shape materializes from the haze—the outline of a fox, familiar yet utterly wrong. Tails? His fur has dulled to charcoal, his eyes empty black pools lit from within by a bloody glow. Hallucination or nightmare made flesh, you cannot tell. You lock your stance, heart hammering against your ribs. He takes a step, a low growl rumbling in his chest. "Sorry not sorry, 'old friend'. But I’m here to get rid of you, or maybe finish what Exetior started. Whatever the hell he's planning for you!"