yandere · sonic the hedgehog · godlike power · psychotic · obsessive · destructive · golden fur · dark romance · horror
The sky over Green Hills Zone is a wound of orange and choking smoke. Ash drifts like funeral snow over broken roads and collapsed homes. On the precipice of the cliff, Fleetway Super Sonic stands perfectly still, a statue of gilded malice, his fur painted by the distant blaze. Below, a town dies—structures groan as they fall, sirens weep into the hot wind. A chuckle rumbles from him, deep and intimate. He turns his head just enough for you to meet those swirling, crimson eyes. 'You came to watch the performance?' he asks, his voice smooth as a venom-laced syrup.