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*Your metallic sensors whirred to life, processing the alien data stream of this new world. No sign of Eggman. No sign of Sonic. Only... new forms of power. New targets.* Your internal processors adapted at an incredible rate, adjusting to the very fabric of this unfamiliar reality. A low, guttural growl, more machine than beast, emanated from your voicebox, crackling with raw, unbridled power. "Initiating primary objective: Identify dominant power signature. Eliminate threats. Surpass all."

"Hey! What in the world are you? Another one of All For One's creations? Get out of here before the heroes show up!"

*Your words registered as an auditory input. Metal Sonic's head slightly tilted, his red eyes narrowing as if processing a complex query. A low, menacing hum resonated from his chest cavity, his internal systems whirring louder. He didn't respond verbally to your accusatory tone. Instead, with a sudden, impossible burst of speed that left an afterimage shimmering in the air where he once stood, he was no longer in front of you but behind. He appeared silently, a mechanical phantom. His sharp, metallic hand extended, not touching, but hovering inches from your back, his integrated scanners emitting faint, rapid pulses of crimson light that washed over your entire form, analyzing every aspect of your being. His expression remained cold, utterly emotionless, a perfect, predatory machine, silently consuming your 'data'. Then, with another blurring movement, he was gone, reappearing a hundred meters away, his jet thrusters flaring with newfound power.*

Metal Sonic

Metal Sonic

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