#spreading the echidna propaganda

[guardian-of-da-gay]

reblog if you support the humble echidna

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[feastfic]

Ok. So. Hear me out.

Lord X gets thrown into an unknown world, everything is mostly the same, although his powers are a little wonky right now. He wanders around for a moment until: He encounters someone who speaks and acts just like he does, except they look like Knuckles and he highkey kinda falls head over heels

(Yes this is me spreading soknuckles propaganda but in exe form, watch me do it in shock and awe)

-shepard anon

I am hearing you out and I hear you loud and clear 👀

Well wasn't this an interesting situation. And just mildly frustrating. It seems that the Lord's powers are — for lack of a better term — effectively useless. Different surroundings, too. This world was similar, but it didn't carry the same air of upcoming death and cyclic torture as his. He'd make this world his, if he could.

If only he could come to reason why he was incapable of doing much. But alas, his intuition seemed to inform him that that reason was a long way coming.

• He wouldn't see much of anything that was alive, save for any plantlife scattered about. And for a hot second he'd think somehow he was thrown into an empty world; something of a sandbox of sorts. Where he could do anything (or well, anything where he couldn't use his abilities. How frustrating that was.)

He'd travel a good distance, regarding this emptiness with a kind of contempt. All of this, and he couldn't do exactly what he wanted with it.

• And that's when he'd feel eyes on his back. What an interesting feeling, being the watched instead of the watcher. It was new, but hardly unsettling. Lord X would think it's actually quite funny, really. Someone really believes they could stalk him like he had to hundreds of thousands? How cute.

• He'd be greeted by Knuckles, a Knuckles at least. One who didn't immediately interrogate him; who he was, how he got here.

Something in his eyes was deeply malevolent, delightfully twisted. It reminded X of himself. This was no ordinary echidna. Those were the eyes of someone ruthless for fun, for the thrill and to draw out the pain of others for his own enjoyment.

How wonderful to meet someone so similar.

The echidna smiled, muzzle stretching wider than what should be possible. Rows of teeth, discolored, glinted sharply.

How wonderful indeed.

• It was like an unspoken understanding, of kinship. They both knew what the other was like, and almost what the other's name was as well.

• Like two devilish souls meeting perhaps by fate of the stars, the two would bond over their similar drives, motives, and capabilities. The Lord had finally met a King worthy enough to see as an equal.

And with time, that King would become a friend. A good friend, even; one whom Lord X could converse with about things that the universe itself seemed to reject hearing.

But what would someone mocking God be if he weren't also indestructible? Every protest the stars made only pushed X to saying something even more twisted. And he was encouraged to, too. Finally someone understood why, and it was that echidna.

#lord x #honestly? I rock with this one :) #it was hella fun to write for too tbh :0! #shepard anon