Between the mysteries of last weekend, the increasing number of visions and unexplained phenomena, and the attack on Vakama yesterday, everyone is likely on edge. When Tails calls you into his lab around noon, you all are likely already aware of how this is going to go.
Once again, a surge of Chaos Energy in the city is what draws you in, though this time it is a much larger burst than before. Sonic and Knuckles are here with you as usual, with Tails remaining behind to look after Vakama and the base. Unlike before, you aren't met with robots or destruction. In fact, this city block looks remarkably peaceful, aside from where Eggman's chroma has overtaken most of the buildings.
"So good of you all to finally arrive."
The voice comes from up above. You recognize it as the one you heard last week, through that gemstone the Tails Doll had. Perched on one of the buildings is a... fox? No, he's larger than Tails, and wearing a large silver mask that obscures most of his features. In one hand he holds Vakama's missing mask; his other is extended with six gemstones floating around it, a soft teal glow from beneath his black glove marking the seventh. There's a different gemstone on the center of his chest as well, though it doesn't look like the fake Chaos Emeralds you've seen before.
"You all have the pleasure of fighting me, Infinite. I am the Doctor's trusted ally... and I have been watching you all. Your struggles with my nightmares and illusions were so... delicious. You have my thanks for the show."
He kicks off the building, floating towards you all and the ground, though stopping high enough up, still out of reach. And for those of you getting any bright ideas, a deep red begins to fill your vision, tinting the corners of it as the very world itself begins to warp around you - this isn't exactly Chicago anymore, you see. The buildings still exist, wrapped in white chroma, though they bend and twist in ways they shouldn't, making it hard to tell what's real and what isn't.
"I'll snuff out your lives here and now for the Doctor's ambitions! Let's see what you're made of!"
[ ...Well, Void Archives finally feels the last of their will begin to break down. They know deep down that it doesn't really matter anyway - and it's selfish. But, they're a selfish person, who wants to be happy.
And here, they realize they can.
So, they reach out to that gloved hand, ready to take it, before looking at his face again, only to recall something—
"Just because I once misplaced my kindness, doesn't mean I should turn away from it and bury it for good."
That man's words. Is this illusion of Welt Yang truly so kind? They don't particularly care if someone lacks such qualities, but in this man...having even that sliver of doubt causes them to pull back. ]
Well, I do think that is quite enough, don't you?
It's quite irritating to be messed with so thoroughly. Even if I fell for such tricks, I should be allowed some compensation instead, yes?
[ There is more to an illusion. They should chase something more substantial that can make them happy instead. And, they pull their fist back, and punch the illusion straight in the face, breaking it (17) ]
[The illusion breaks and that warped view of Chicago returns. Void Archives is back, and with them is Welt Yang. Despite being punched in the face, he seems to be doing just fine, though he's undergone a few changes since you last saw him a mere second ago. He's been warped, changed by this nightmare - in whatever way you'd like!
He also doesn't waste any time in firing a beam of light at Void Archives - better hope your dodge roll's just as good!]
[He dodges (14) and fires back; this isn't going to be an easy or simple fight, and between the two of us we're probably blinding the rest of the party, lmao.]
[ Void Archives dodges the attack and then shoots at the fake Welt Yang with prejudice, not letting up in their blasts of light (20), which is yes, probably blinding the party for sure. ]
Just die, already.
[ It may not be simple, but they are also now getting relatively irritable about it, apparently. ]
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And here, they realize they can.
So, they reach out to that gloved hand, ready to take it, before looking at his face again, only to recall something—
"Just because I once misplaced my kindness, doesn't mean I should turn away from it and bury it for good."
That man's words. Is this illusion of Welt Yang truly so kind? They don't particularly care if someone lacks such qualities, but in this man...having even that sliver of doubt causes them to pull back. ]
Well, I do think that is quite enough, don't you?
It's quite irritating to be messed with so thoroughly. Even if I fell for such tricks, I should be allowed some compensation instead, yes?
[ There is more to an illusion. They should chase something more substantial that can make them happy instead. And, they pull their fist back, and punch the illusion straight in the face, breaking it (17) ]
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He also doesn't waste any time in firing a beam of light at Void Archives - better hope your dodge roll's just as good!]
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It should anger them, incite further rage, but if anything, something within them only becomes resolute. Focused. Controlled.
They dodge out of the way (14) and shoot at him in the face. ]
Begone, imposter.
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Just die, already.
[ It may not be simple, but they are also now getting relatively irritable about it, apparently. ]
CLEAR