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Silver
He'd watched the flames. The flames always came back, or they never left, slowly consuming the world, bringing nothing but pain and suffering.
There were times when he honestly felt like giving up. So many of his friends had fallen to the all-encompassing fires. Each day was a desperate attempt to survive.
Why should persist? Why was he always the one left alive? Even if he won, then what would the point be? All that would be left is a world of ash, nothing green growing, the clouds of smoke constantly blotting all, leaving darkness.
This fire, this light, was a pestilence. All of it…with no exceptions.
One day, he'd just decided that he'd had enough.
Using his power, he flew to escape, with no destination in sight. He flew higher and higher, as high as his mind would take him. The clouds blew past him, the air grew thinner. Yet he continued. There seemed to be no end to the smoke, and it almost choked him.
He'd just about given up, when he saw it.
A light. A shining light penetrating the smoke.
At first he was terrified, and then angry. Did the consuming flame extend all the way up here? Were all his struggles, all his sufferings pointless? He had to know, and so he pressed upwards forward.
A little further, and he emerged above the clouds, into a silent, blue void, the grey masses below him, and he was nearly blinded. He shielded his eyes with his hands while they adjusted, and when he removed it, he could truly see the light, as it bathed him with its warmth, one that was different than the harsh consuming flame, but a gentle one that offered safety protection, and sustenance.
This confused him at first. It was so different from what he'd experienced below, the stifling heat and darkness. He wanted to stay up here forever, just to see this light surrounded by a brilliant blue sky.
But it was not to be, and feeling his power wane all too quickly from his ascension, he half flew, half fell back through the clouds, back to the barren surface of his world. But he never forgot the light, and he reflected on it.
Sometime after, he found himself facing the flames again. He'd fought nearly to his last breath to reach his point. Something was different though. He felt that this time, things would truly be different, and that his struggles would end, so that others would finally be able to see and feel the light that he saw.
She called his name, and he turned to regard her. She, who had stood alongside him at every turn. He smirked to himself, and found himself comparing to his previous flight. It was odd at times that he, one who'd fought against the flames so much, had fought alongside somebody who also used flames.
This got him to think further. Maybe the world isn't so clear-cut. That he why he will never stop getting up. For his world has no definite end, and through the end, there is always something more.
"The servers are the seven chaos" Seven emeralds encircled him, his quills upturning.
"Chaos is power, mastered by my mind…" He felt his power augmented, his brain calculating all the possibilities, that whatever he'd dreamed was now possible.
"The controller serves to unify the chaos" His fur turned a brilliant whitish gold, while his mane became a darker chromium gold and his quills upturned.
Facing the flames, he prepared for battle.
He will stand alone, or with others. He will achieve the future that he desires.
Author's Note
I couldn't write that much for Silver, mainly because he's been in so few games so far. But I figured that most of his development was in Sonic 06, rather than Sonic Rivals, so that's the version here. I did enjoy his struggle against Iblis, and I sought to put that into words here.