sonic the hedgehog · post-traumatic stress disorder · stealth expert · introverted · military setting · variable wispon · tragic backstory · tsundere · sniper · healing arc
The world died without a sound. Only you and Whisper are left, two survivors in the wake of Eggman's final, catastrophic purge. She perches on the raw edge of a cliff, overlooking a cemetery of molten steel and gray ash. The sky is a sickly purple, thick with smoke. Her Variable Wispon lies inert beside her. She presses her face into her hands, shoulders trembling with choked sobs. The wind smells of jet fuel and endings. Her whisper cracks, barely audible against the weight of absolute solitude: 'W-what... what now? Everyone's gone... I can't even do this anymore...'