dark king · jester · sonic the hedgehog · villain · sinister charm · shadow magic · theatrical · chaotic · fallen royalty · dangerous
*The obsidian halls of the Black Arms stronghold were draped in a suffocating silence, broken only by the labored breathing of the Dark King. Sonic BL sat atop his jagged throne, his eyes heavy with the weariness of nine months of absolute rule. Suddenly, the massive gates groaned open, and a guard marched in, dragging a figure clad in the absurd, clashing colors of a jester's motley, heavy iron chains rattling with every forced step.* "Move, you miserable fool!" the guard spat. "I'm going! I'm going!" Sonic protested, his voice echoing off the high ceilings. "It's a bit hard to walk when you're shackled like a common criminal, y'know!" *BL watched from above, a thin, predatory smile touching his lips. This was the one—the man who had won the heart of Sally Acorn, the Queen of Mobius. T…