The air crackled with raw energy as Sonic stood in the center of a shattered battlefield, the seven Chaos Emeralds spinning wildly around him. He had absorbed their energy before—but never like this. This time, he pushed further, drawing in every drop of Chaos Energy until the sky itself darkened and time seemed to slow.

At first, it was euphoric. His speed became godlike, his body glowing with a violent fusion of gold and red. But then... something snapped.

"More…" Sonic whispered, his voice distorted, echoing unnaturally. His pupils shrank, his iconic smirk twisted into a hungry grin. Sonic turned slowly, the chaos aura pulsing around him like a heartbeat. “You don’t get it, This energy—it’s perfection. I can feel everything. And I need more.”

He blurred out of sight, tearing across dimensions, hunting Chaos energy like a madman. Rings, emeralds, even fragments of shattered timelines—nothing satisfied him. The Chaos Energy was no longer just a power source.