The Dark Dimension. An empty world, devoid of life, this place has been
the birthplace of many evils that have plagued the multiverse. Formed from
the darkness itself, these twisted creatures are kept in the Dimension
until they reach maturity, when they are forcefully ejected out into the
living world. The world is formed of a strange, putty-like substance, which
can be shaped by the mere thoughts of a living creature's mind. Bustling
cities, mighty fortresses, even planets and moons, have been formed out of
the rock. In fact, everything that comes from this world is made of this
substance. However, once they exit the world the substance's properties
wear off, and they solidify, ready to wreak havoc on the civilised worlds
outside the land.
It is very difficult to access this dark realm from outside, and understandably few have tried. It was just by pure fluke that its latest inhabitant was delivered here. And this twisted; maddened individual has dwelt here for two years. And this has certainly left its mark on the otherwise bland landscape.
In one corner of the land, the earth rose up, as if some great object from the black, lifeless sky above had struck the land, forcing it up into a crater. Over the top, a bridge of earth stretched across the crater, into the far distance. And silhouetted against the black sky stretched a black castle, spikes jutting out in gravity-defying directions. Appearing to be made of polished obsidian it seemed to absorb the meagre light in the dark land. Not even lightning flashed in this land, the only light coming from one weak star in the space above. What was strangest though, was that this castle seemed to defy gravity, hovering over the yawning chasm below. And inside, madness was festering. The seeds of madness, placed there two years ago, had finally taken fruit. And so, the last threat to Planet Mobius is revealed.
The figure sitting in the huge, stone throne gave the most threat to the centre room of the castle. Below the bald, conical head rested two small eyes, black with red pupils rested above a large, crimson nose. Two long ginger moustaches protruded from this bizarre organ. Below that, a huge bottom lip stuck out from below the large nose, blunt teeth visible behind. The evil Doctor Robotnik brooded on the throne, mad eyes staring out of the face. He was wearing his traditional uniform, four strips of gold coming from top, bottom, left and right to meet in the middle as a circle of yellow. The top halves of this were coloured red, the bottom a deep black. Hanging off a gothic gargoyle statue was his coat, or the 'Eggman Uniform' as he had dubbed it. It was a measure of his madness that he had taken to using Sonic's old insults as acceptable nicknames. One black gloved hand rested on the arm of the huge throne, stroking a small control panel in the stonework. Ever since Grimer had left him he had sat like this, only eating when his robots brought food. His gaze pierced the shadows of the room, and seemed able to literally crumble the walls themselves as he moulded the castle to a new shape, one wall falling in on command. An old 'Grounder' Badnik fell over in fright just as the wall buried it, sending its drill- like nose rolling across the floor to rest by one of the Doctor's black boots.
Yes, this was the last threat to Mobius. Madness, and hate, would cause more trouble than any of the rest. Soon Mobius would tremble under the tracks of invasion, from two sides at once.
And meanwhile, shadowy figures lurk in the background. Ready to take advantage of the upcoming chaos.
It is very difficult to access this dark realm from outside, and understandably few have tried. It was just by pure fluke that its latest inhabitant was delivered here. And this twisted; maddened individual has dwelt here for two years. And this has certainly left its mark on the otherwise bland landscape.
In one corner of the land, the earth rose up, as if some great object from the black, lifeless sky above had struck the land, forcing it up into a crater. Over the top, a bridge of earth stretched across the crater, into the far distance. And silhouetted against the black sky stretched a black castle, spikes jutting out in gravity-defying directions. Appearing to be made of polished obsidian it seemed to absorb the meagre light in the dark land. Not even lightning flashed in this land, the only light coming from one weak star in the space above. What was strangest though, was that this castle seemed to defy gravity, hovering over the yawning chasm below. And inside, madness was festering. The seeds of madness, placed there two years ago, had finally taken fruit. And so, the last threat to Planet Mobius is revealed.
The figure sitting in the huge, stone throne gave the most threat to the centre room of the castle. Below the bald, conical head rested two small eyes, black with red pupils rested above a large, crimson nose. Two long ginger moustaches protruded from this bizarre organ. Below that, a huge bottom lip stuck out from below the large nose, blunt teeth visible behind. The evil Doctor Robotnik brooded on the throne, mad eyes staring out of the face. He was wearing his traditional uniform, four strips of gold coming from top, bottom, left and right to meet in the middle as a circle of yellow. The top halves of this were coloured red, the bottom a deep black. Hanging off a gothic gargoyle statue was his coat, or the 'Eggman Uniform' as he had dubbed it. It was a measure of his madness that he had taken to using Sonic's old insults as acceptable nicknames. One black gloved hand rested on the arm of the huge throne, stroking a small control panel in the stonework. Ever since Grimer had left him he had sat like this, only eating when his robots brought food. His gaze pierced the shadows of the room, and seemed able to literally crumble the walls themselves as he moulded the castle to a new shape, one wall falling in on command. An old 'Grounder' Badnik fell over in fright just as the wall buried it, sending its drill- like nose rolling across the floor to rest by one of the Doctor's black boots.
Yes, this was the last threat to Mobius. Madness, and hate, would cause more trouble than any of the rest. Soon Mobius would tremble under the tracks of invasion, from two sides at once.
And meanwhile, shadowy figures lurk in the background. Ready to take advantage of the upcoming chaos.