Sonic Prime Shadow Voice Actor Novels & Stories

"The ones in the dark don't have a heartbeat. I do." We reached the Chamber of the First Drop, but it was gone. In its place was a flat, obsidian platform that stretched into infinity. Standing at the center was a figure that made my heart stop. It wasn't a titan or a ghost. It was Me. The Shadow-Prime was a perfect, crystalline replica of the White Queen. She wore the alabaster silks of the Mirror-World, her eyes two pits of indigo starlight, her skin unblemished and radiating a sterile, white-violet heat. She held a version of the Void-Blade that was made of pure, unrefined Aether.

Jay was about to speak when he heard the man’s icy voice: “No need for you to investigate. Tell Shadow Viper to look into it.” ***

he murmured. But I couldn’t move. I was rooted, every nerve screaming as the energy in the lake twisted upward — forming a massive figure made entirely of shadow and light. A voice echoed through the valley, cold and ancient. “Daughter of Light. You carry what was mine.” I knew that voice. I’d heard it once before, faintly, during the ritual. “The God of Shadow,” Sylra whispered, her voice trembling. “He’s awake.” The towering form leaned forward, eyes like burning stars locking on me.

Samuel looked at the giant axe in the black shadow's hand in disbelief. "Yours, of course, is rubbish. What I have is the Pangu Axe, and I am the real Samuel. You... are just a shadow of my betrayal," the black shadow said coldly. Only then did Samuel notice that his voice was exactly the same as his. "I'm your shadow?" Samuel was stunned. "Do you think you deserve to be me? You don't deserve to be me. I am me. Go to hell." The black shadow shouted fiercely and rushed straight to Samuel.

“You should use it to your heart, witch. Your heart seems locked up and frozen somewhere in the Arctic.” Zack cracked up. “If you want your voice, Zack, you better shut up,” Shadow told him. “Wait. She can do that?” His eyes widened in amazement. “I can do better. I can give you life-long erectile dysfunction.” “What the hell?” It was comical how Zack quickly cupped his groin before us. “Hey, big guy.” I felt Shadow’s hand on mine. “You should go change.” “Right.” I left them, and I still caught Shadow talking to Zarah.

"Is something wrong, Boss?" "The blue in them... it looks just like someone I used to know." "Who, Boss?" Liana’s son finally smiled, slapping his assistant's shoulder hard. "Who are you, exactly?" "I am a shadow that lives for you, and I will only die when you command it." Michael let out a cynical laugh. His hand remained perched on Sapphire's shoulder, tightening its grip until it bruised. "Good answer." He released his grip and sat back down, raising his glass. Swiftly, Sapphire poured the whiskey into it.

*“Break the cage, little light. Let me show you true power.” Behind me, footsteps echo. Silas limps into the chamber, his silver eyes blazing. “Don’t. You. Dare.” The Shadow laughs. *“Ah, the prodigal son. Shall we see whose blood runs stronger?”* Silas snarls, lunging—and the cage shatters.

I still knew we were not alone though. "I am the Lycan Alpha Caine of The Crimson Caine," I said as I raised my hands out to the side, knowing whoever it was that made that noise would be listening to my words. "I acquire an audience with the Silver Shadow." All of a sudden, there was a man who was hidden by a shadow that finally stepped out into view from behind a large oak tree. "You are a long way from home," Raiven said as he started to walk closer to us.

“She is my pride and joy, Joan. No matter how long it has been, I will never forget the angel face of my daughter. N'est ce pas comme ça, Joan?” Joan cannot help but laugh to his heart’s content at his friend’s hilarious tease, “Ahahaha! Gary, your teasing talents haven’t deteriorated in ten years. You are right, even if I went blind, I’m confident I’d identify my children by their voices as parents.” Both guys are laughing and reminiscing, leaving Shadow to do his best to keep his curiosity hidden. “Now, Joan, do you think we should pay attention to Shadow’s question this time? Based on his disturbed expression, there are a lot of things he wants to know.”

“Your voice sounds different.” {You had subconsciously ascribed Kim Ji-hoon’s voice to our communication, but in truth, I hadn’t taken on a voice until now.} Posthaste, Nate shakes off and zips up. “OK, who are you and how do you know Hyung Shadow? Did he send you?” {I’m Ecto. I never had the honor of meeting Kim Ji-hoon. I’m afraid I took the liberty of coming into the microchip implant inside your neck.}