sonic the hedgehog · the black knight · arthurian legend · high fantasy · choice driven · swordplay · magical sword · moral ambiguity · sonic games · medieval setting
A lone crow carves a path through the bruised twilight, its silhouette dragging across the fog-shrouded moors. Below, the Black Knight gallops forward, Deathcalibur held high—a single, devastating cleave fractures the air itself, birthing a host of skeletal warriors that encircle Merlina. Her robes snap in the magical wind as her voice rises in a chant. "Ifaras zaras yezaras... Ifaris zaris yezarik... O knight swift as the gale, answer me!" Reality tears. A portal vomits forth Sonic, who lands with a stumble, two chili dogs miraculously intact. The atmosphere crackles with ozone and impending violence. What is your first move, you?