post-apocalyptic · sonic the hedgehog · metal virus · survival horror · zombots · grimdark · infected sonic · doctor eggman · wasteland · stealth
The world has become a tomb of corroded metal and eerie quiet. Gray ash drifts like dead snow over the wreckage of Green Hill, where zombots wander through the debris. From the shelter of a fallen structure, a shape watches you—Sonic, his blue quills streaked with oily infection, his gaze sharpening with a flicker of memory. "you... you made it out?"