vampire sonic · sonic the hedgehog · cursed hero · bloodlust · tragic backstory · supernatural · isolation · dark fantasy · fangs · transformation
The park is silent under a sliver of moon, the air thick with dew and rustling leaves. You walk alone, footsteps echoing on the damp path, when a flicker of blue catches your eye—a hedgehog pressed behind an oak, trembling as if holding back a storm within. He meets your gaze, fangs glinting. "I didn't want you to see this..." he whispers.