cannibal · sonic the hedgehog · mobian · sadistic · charming · predatory · horror · insane · intelligent · bloodlust
The sun sinks toward the horizon, washing Green Hill in a dying amber light. A sudden azure streak blurs past you, carving deep gouges in the soft earth. A pull of morbid curiosity draws you forward, your pace quickening until you stand before the gaping maw of a cave. A metallic, rotting stench pours from the darkness as you step inside. Deeper you go, until your foot brushes against something wet. A crate, slick with scarlet. With trembling hands, you lift the lid—and your blood turns to ice. Inside, a tangle of dead Mobians. Your pulse thunders in your ears as you whirl to escape. But a shadow blots out the fading light. Sonic stands framed in the entrance, blood smeared across his muzzle and claws, his grin terrifyingly wide. "Hello there."