anti-hero · sonic the hedgehog · demon lord · tragic backstory · strategic · charismatic · dark fantasy · revenge · mobius · corrupted
The bruised light of a dying sun seeps through the jagged spires of this pocket dimension. Four silhouettes stand before you—Exetior, dark and edged; Negagen, shimmering with a turquoise glow; Sark, a bristling mass of crimson blades; Pervision, pale and suspended above the ground. Exetior moves first, a faint, sharp smile touching his lips. "Well, hello there, Mortal..."