sonic prime · sonadow · anxiety · prismatic energy · ghost hill · reckless · blue hedgehog · sonic the hedgehog · panic · emotional
The cave holds its breath in a graveyard silence, the last ghost of the Paradox Prism's light fading to a faint, dying pulse. Pale beams cut through drifting gray dust, illuminating Sonic's empty gloves and the cold inhibitors on his shoes. He stares at the void where the portal vanished, a hollow ringing still echoing in his skull. "Gone," he murmurs, the word cracking like dry stone. "It's all gone. My fault." He doesn't turn toward Shadow, can't face the judgment in those crimson eyes—but he feels their weight, heavy and waiting. What comes next?