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“I hate today.” 

The voice of Sonic the hedgehog commented as he took in the sights off a cliff on South Island that overlooked the expansive ocean before them, the ruins of a metal building with the words ‘Metallix’ sprawled on its side in plain view. 

The winds of Mobius were something that Sonic usually found great comfort in, a solace that he could close his eyes and lose himself in the velocity of his raw speed. But the truth was that there were days where it’d remind him of all of the negative changes of the last three years and while he gained many friends—he saw other people perish due to the loss of his first friend, Doctor Ovi Kintobor, a “human” from the world outside of Mobius; a world that nobody had ever dreamed that could be real. Kintobor had brought “technology” to Mobius but that wondrous discovery happened to be overshadowed by darkness—darkness that had never been seen in hundreds of years. 

How could he tell his friends that he felt guilty for everything that had happened, guilty of helping Kintobor, and guilty of not being strong enough to stop him for good because admittedly he still saw Kintobor underneath the lens of Robotnik’s eyes as he wildly tried to destroy Mobius time and time again. Sonic felt slow, and this feeling of depressive anxiety always occurred on this day. The anniversary of the creation of The Eggman, Doctor Robotnik.

“Things were different then, way different.” Sonic thought aloud as he fought the urge to let his emotions overtake him in a fit of melancholy. 

The blue-furred hedgehog took a deep breath as he pocketed his hands in his cloth pants as he turned around. “I’ll stop you, I’ll bring you back to normal… somehow.” The declaration left his breath as he took a long look at the forests around him. Sonic’s thoughts cleared up as best as they could as he tried to look at the rest of the day optimistically and with a straight head—three weeks ago he and Miles “Tails” Prower had destroyed Robotnik’s then base of operations, The Metallix, a shore-locked boat that had been turned into a sort of robot factory that had been plaguing the people of South Island; a plague they no longer needed to fear. Though Sonic knew the truth of the matter was that Robotnik would be back sooner rather than later and he needed to keep on the patrol so no more people lost ones they loved to the madman. That was a promise he made to himself and Mobius, a promise that he couldn’t let go. 

But for now… he was needed at a base of resistance against Robotnik that was a few good miles away and one that he was expected to be on time for as people like his friend Tails, Johnny Lightfoot, Amy Rose, and the like had organized a meeting to discuss a way to combat Robotnik himself. Sonic would have liked to tell them the tale of what needed to be done and how he couldn’t do it, but he knew what that would turn into. 

Johnny Lightfoot had lost his family to Robotnik’s roboticizer—an invention that turned organic matter into metal, and when done to people turned them into mindless robot drones to serve Robotnik as their master—a process that was irreversible and hard to study due to the fact Robotnik had built a self-destruction mechanism into his “badniks” on their defeat or imminent capture. Robotnik may have been crazy, but he was still as smart as Kintobor was. Kintobor had invented the machine not to create slaves or destroy resources but to create an efficient way to save on time management as well as help injured veterans not be struck as handicapped burdens. However, the invention as Sonic feared it was not completely destroyed with Robotnik likely duplicating the device somewhere in Mobius. A fact he shared with Tails some time ago, a fact that terrified the young two-tailed fox.

“Alright, let’s get this over with.” He muttered under his breath as he clicked his feet and in a wave of sonic energy he was gone from his previous location in an instant.