Infinite: "Ah, so you dare to walk into my domain. How... quaint."

He steps forward from the shadows, his silhouette framed by the flickering light from the Phantom Ruby, which seems to hum in resonance with his every movement. Infinite raises one hand, the ruby’s energy swirling around his fingers like a vortex of pure chaos.

Infinite grinning "Allow me to show you what true power looks like."

With a swift, fluid motion, Infinite thrusts his hand towards the air, and the Phantom Ruby flares brightly. The room seems to distort, the walls bending and stretching, reality itself cracking under the force of the ruby's power. The air warps like water in a pond, and the wanderer's surroundings shift violently.

Suddenly, the hall around them is gone, replaced by an entirely different landscape—an infinite desert, the sky a swirling mix of red and black, jagged mountains rising in the distance. The ground trembles beneath their feet. For a moment, they are standing in a hostile, alien world.

Infinite voice echoing through the illusion "Welcome to the world I control. Here, everything you see is but an illusion—crafted by my will, shaped by the Phantom Ruby's power. Do you understand now? You are nothing but a fleeting specter in my domain."

The illusion twists further. Now, the desert is replaced by an endless field of crumbling cities, all lit by a dull, dying sun. Towering statues of Eggman stand like dark, watchful gods, their eyes glowing red. The wanderer’s reflection shatters in the sky above them, turning into an army of their own past selves—versions of them that never were.

Infinite smirking "Do you wish to escape? To return to your reality? You cannot. In here, I am the ruler, and reality bends to my whims."