Final Fortress Sonic Heroes 소설 & 이야기

Then— I smiled. “What I’m about to say is this.” “Don Alessandro Moretti…” “Lucien Moretti…Is not your biological son.” The entire casino went dead silent. Lucien’s pupils violently contracted. “What the fuck are you talking about!?” But Don Alessandro Moretti smiled.

"Your security authorization has been revoked." Only then did he realize that his empire hadn't collapsed overnight. It had been dismantled piece by piece. Sean ran to his study like a madman. He wanted to activate his final emergency backup plan. But all his passwords, encryption keys, and even the fingerprint access to his private safe had failed. The screen only displayed one line of text. [Bye bye, Daddy.] He let out a beast-like roar. He completely lost control and smashed everything in the study. Amid the destruction, he suddenly thought of the receiver of the listening device.

His voice cracking, he said, "My wish… is for you to get your revenge—for all traitors to fall into the abyss!" His eyes were ablaze with determination, as he clearly believed that sucking up to the Final Boss was the key to his survival. Since the Boss died from torment, he would be set on revenge. The logic certainly checked out, but there was only silence. Seconds later, Morpheus spoke, his voice eerily calm. "You believe I need your blessing?" "What—" Julian was taken aback, even as black tendrils shot out of the ground and wrapped around him in a split second.

Kat retorted. “Lower your voice, oh my god,” Eli said, warning Kat for somebody might hear what she was saying. “The program had not even started, and yet you all are already fighting? Hi, Boss R!” Hugo spoke while coming near them, not forgetting to greet Eli’s father who came here for the occasion. They shook hands and Ross jokingly tightened his grip on Hugo’s hand. Daniel, Hugo’s twin brother, was there, too. He is the one to accompany the latter in the ceremony.

Riska shouted at the Master AI. The Master AI blinked, and suddenly a powerful, low-frequency sound wave swept through the tunnel, heading straight for Kevin. VVVVWWWOOOOMMMMMM! Kevin staggered, his hands reflexively covering his ears. His 'Level 3 Synthetic Buff' gave him physical strength, but it did not make him immune to sonic attacks. "Argh! What is this?!" Kevin roared, his protein pistol wavering. "That's a modified version of the 'Sugar Disintegration Sonic Wave,' Kevin!" Riska shouted, her voice firm.

The arena doors opened slowly ahead of them. Not the main entrance. Not from the camera side. From the side the fighters use. And then—he heard it. At first just scattered voices. Then a rising roar. Then something that wasn't just noise—but a name: "ICEBLUE FIST!" "ICEBLUE! ICEBLUE!" Something twisted in his gut. Not because of the name—he'd chosen it. Or rather, accepted that others had chosen it for him. But because of how it was said now. Not mockingly.