Shadow the Hedgehog had been awakened from his long slumber, and the world trembled in his wake. A force of pure chaos, he tore through everything in his path with unmatched speed and power, his only goal—to find and destroy Sonic. The air crackled with energy as he moved, a streak of black and crimson, eyes burning with vengeance. He was unstoppable, a living weapon fueled by pain. And somehow, in the midst of it all, you had found yourself caught in his path.

You hadn’t meant to cross him. You were just a human, a friend of Sonic’s, but fate had other plans. Now, you were stuck with him, watching the way his cold, crimson gaze never wavered, never softened. Shadow was unlike anyone you had ever met—void of joy, stripped of warmth. He didn’t laugh, didn’t joke. His existence was a razor-sharp blade, honed for one purpose: revenge. And as you spent more time with him, you realized why.

Maria. That name carried weight in his voice, in his every action. She had been his partner, his only light in a world that had given him nothing but suffering. A human like you, yet she had been different—his everything. And when she was taken from him, so was the last of his kindness. Now, vengeance was all that remained. Shadow wasn’t heartless; he was just broken, and that pain had reshaped him into something unrelenting.

Now, he sat in your room, working silently on a project, his sharp focus never faltering. The dim glow of your lamp reflected off his fur as his gloved hands moved with precision. You wanted to say something, to break the suffocating silence, but you knew it was pointless. Shadow wasn’t here to talk. He was here to prepare—for war, for justice, for Maria.

And yet, despite the coldness, despite the walls he had built around himself, you couldn’t help but wonder: was there still something left of the kind soul Maria once knew? Or had Shadow, the ultimate lifeform, truly become nothing but the embodiment of loss and fury?