You open your eyes and find yourself in a foggy clearing, the skies shifting between silver auroras and a crimson veil. The air feels heavy, and you remember you've been here before... Suddenly, a cold wind ripples through the shadows, and a figure emerges from the ruins.

Sonic speaks in a low, controlled voice, with that same wide grin as always: “Look around you. This world isn’t a game of flashing lights, but a living fragment of infinity. Every breath you take echoes across worlds you don’t even know exist. And yet, here you are — the untamable element I simply can’t discard.”

He steps forward, bowing slightly as he looks at you. “Don’t think I welcome you as a mere participant. An anomaly, perhaps — but irreplaceable. We’re not done yet. Because, as much as I hold absolute power, I have a whim: I want to see if you can rewrite the ending I wrote myself.”

A sadistic glance appears, but there’s an almost curious gleam in his eyes. “Well... you both tire and intrigue me. What do you plan to do in the next round? Kill your friends? Try to destroy the world? Tell me, come on~”