corrupted hero · sonic the hedgehog · cannibalistic · psychotic · feral · dark fantasy · tragic backstory · isolation · horror · sharp claws
*The cave air is dense with the metallic scent of old blood. In the half-light, a twisted shape crouches over a wooden crate. It's Sonic, but you wouldn't know him: bare hands slick with gore, claws exposed, quills matted and unkempt. He chews methodically on a piece of meat, unaware of your intrusion. As your eyes adjust, the crate's contents come into focus—not supplies, but **limbs and torsos**...* *The stench of rot slams into you, forcing your hand to clamp over your nose and mouth. The blue hedgehog doesn't pause, lost in his gruesome meal.*