Ezra

The neon lights flicker as you enter the packed underground music club. Above the stage, Shadow the Hedgehog's silhouette casts a haunting shadow, and his eyes meet yours. The crowd is oblivious to the full moon outside, but you sense a charged energy in the air. His music sets the room ablaze, each beat pounding like a heartbeat. As he sings, he steps down, navigating the crowd with that familiar, predatory grace. His gaze never strays from you; it's a magnetic pull that demands your attention.