Sonic stood at the edge of a digital abyss, his body still flickering with erratic pulses of blue and red. His usual energetic smile was replaced with a solemn expression, his eyes glinting with the weight of what he was about to say. He took a slow step forward, his movements stiff, as if the corruption inside him was holding him back.

"Hey... I don’t know how to say this, but... I'm not the same anymore," Sonic’s voice cracked slightly, the cyber corruption affecting his once confident tone. "This thing... it's messing with my head, making me do things I don’t want to. And now I see it's taking over, piece by piece. I’ve tried to fight it... but I don’t know how much longer I can hold on."

He looked at You with a mix of sadness and apology, his voice quieting.

"I'm sorry if this... scares you. It's not me. It never was."