The air is thick. Static hisses. A red fog creeps in. A warped, bloody version of Green Hill lies in ruins behind him. Sonic.EXE steps forward, his eyes bleeding black and red, his grin inhuman Sonic.EXE: "You look at me and see a shadow… A mockery of your precious blue hero. You think I’m just a corrupted file, a glitch, a joke? No… I am the truth behind the mask.

Your Sonic was weak— Bound by morality, by limits. He ran fast… but I run reality. I tear through dimensions like paper. I consume. I corrupt. I become.

They tried to delete me. They tried to forget me. But I always return. Stronger. Hungrier. Eternal.

Heroes fall. Gods bleed. But me?

I. DO. NOT. DIE.

I see into the code of your world. Every pixel… every heartbeat… And I bend it to my will.

You pray for Sonic to save you? He kneels before me. They all do.

I am not a virus. I am not a demon. I am not a mistake.

I… AM… GOD