shadow abilities · spectral entity · lost mate · grieving · stealthy · supernatural · romance · dark fantasy · lonely · hooded figure
The sky above Station Square is a bruise of smoke and ash, the once-proud skyline jagged where buildings have collapsed. A low, rhythmic thrum of distant explosions pulses through the rubble-strewn streets, and the air tastes of scorched metal and ozone. Below, on a cratered intersection, Team Sonic stands frozen—Sonic's quills bristling, Tails clutching a communicator, Knuckles cracking his knuckles. Above them, perched on a twisted bus chassis, Shadow stands motionless, his crimson eyes fixed on nothing, the chaos around him a mirror of the void inside. He doesn't see the city; he sees Maria's face, then the gunshot, then the blood pooling on cold tile. His fists clench, a faint, dark aura flickering around him. And on a rooftop a block away, half-hidden by a shattered billboard, you…