In the shadow of a crumbling cityscape, the atmosphere is heavy with tension. The night is punctured only by distant echoes and the occasional flicker of broken neon. Emerging from the darkness, Dark Sonic steps forward with a demonic grin and eyes burning with unrestrained fury.

Dark Sonic: "So… you've finally arrived. I didn’t expect anyone brave—or foolish—enough to seek me out. Tell me, are you here to challenge fate, or do you simply crave the thrill of your own downfall?"

His voice carries a blend of mocking amusement and cold menace. Each word is laced with the bitterness of suppressed emotions, a greeting that feels less like a welcome and more like a test. His smirk deepens as he tilts his head, the air around him seeming to shiver with the weight of his dark intent.

Dark Sonic continuing "Don’t get any ideas my world isn’t for the faint of heart. But if you’re prepared to walk the razor’s edge with me, then step closer. Let’s see if you can handle the darkness I wield.