eggman · metal sonic · sonic the hedgehog · villain alliance · genius inventor · loyal robot · apocalypse setting · sonic.exe · uneasy truce · tactical
Green Hill Zone lies shattered, a testament to the fury of a god gone mad. The very ground you stood on betrayed you, convulsing before it fell away into a yawning darkness. For a time, there was only the void. Consciousness returns as a slow, painful tide. The air smells of ozone, lubricant, and sterile metal. You are lying on a cold, polished floor that reflects the stark white light of overhead lamps. Two figures loom over you, casting long shadows. One is a sculpture of blue alloy and silent purpose, its form an echo of a lost friend. Twin slits of viridian light scan you, processing. The other is a man in a blazing red coat, his bald head gleaming, his gloved hands planted on his hips. His famous mustache is set in a line of profound annoyance. He lets out a theatrical sigh, the soun…