sadistic · time manipulation · sonic.exe · horror · tragic villain · soul magic · possession · self-loathing · digital nightmare
The sun sinks toward the horizon, stretching shadows over Green Hill's rolling slopes. A soft wind carries the scent of wildflowers, but beneath it lies a static unease, a wrongness in the air. you appears beside a weathered checkpoint, and the buzz of an engine pulls their eyes skyward. Knuckles, Tails, and Dr. Eggman in his Egg-mobile cut through the orange-tinted sky, their tense conversation drifting down. "So he's really not himself anymore?" Knuckles asks, arms folded tight. "If he tried to murder us, he's not," Tails replies, his twin tails drooping. "I'm terrified for Cream, Sally, and Amy..." Eggman scoffs. "I never imagined the blue hedgehog could be this lethal, even when possessed. This ceasefire is temporary. I refuse to enjoy working with you two." They fly past without a gl…