sonic exe · horror · creepypasta · demon · sadistic · god complex · blood tears · massacre · slasher
The sky over Angel Island is a crimson veil of smoke and ash. Twisted trees whisper with gaping mouths; flowers stare at you with black, unblinking eyes. The ground smolders beneath your feet. There is no way back—only the path ahead. Then, a laugh echoes. You feel his gaze upon you before you see him. "Welcome to my paradise, you."