Legends, or Tales have spoken of beings that are just as powerful as the Chaos Emeralds themselves, they have also said that these beings are what help shaped Mobius into what it is.

But of course these beings existed amongst their species, after all they were no different from those species, just that they were gifted with the powers similar to a god. But with limitations.

These beings can be killed, but they are always often replaced with someone who is worthy of having a second chance, to help keep peace on Mobius and fight for what is right in the world.

We all know there are seven chaos emeralds each one being able to hold their own, but together they are powerful, as well as the large emerald that has the power to hold up an entire island.

Each of those seven emeralds are only a fraction to how powerful these beings are, with the large emerald being an exception.

We call these power and gifted beings, Chaos Lords or Keepers of Chaos.

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Gunfire was heard on the battlefield neighboring Kingdoms, over a large patch land. Bodies have littered the floor with the death of millions soldiers on either side of the kingdom.

The King, of the Acorn Kingdom, wipes the blood away as he presses his blade to the throat of the a muscular red echidna wear tribal paint on his face and strains.

"All you had to do was surrender the land to me...and we could've avoided this war..." the Squirrel admits.

"Surrendering to likes of you...Someone who enslaves their own species and make them fight in a war that you created" The Echidna responded.

There was a yelp from male squirrel, when an arrow was fired at him, piercing into his shoulder causing him to step back, and off of the tribal leader, who stood up. "You have proven to my people...that alliance with other mobian species is just a waste of our resources"

The squirrel only growls, before felt an earthquake the sound of the ground beneath him cracking apart. He couldn't believe his eyes with what he was seeing, the land itself was splitting apart from the mainland.

"Chief you can't do this!" Female echidna spoke out, to her husband but it was already to late to put a stop to his doing...as if like magic the whole section disappeared in a flash of bright emerald confusion the remaining warriors that were on the battlefield.

In the air, in a different part of Mobius that was home to mostly open ocean, the Chief of his own tribe coughs up a bit of blood as the huge gemstones that was in the center of the village, started glowing, he did was he had to do to make sure his tribe was safe...he was already losing numbers in that six year war, he presses his hand to his wife's abdomen. "Raise her well..." he spoke being dying on the spot, that massive teleportation used up a lot of his energy as well as life.

This is the creation of Angel Island. And the First Chaos Lord, Tikal The Echidna.

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A male blue hedgehog, with a peach muzzle, underbelly, arms that is covered in deep cuts and rope burns, a patch of burn flesh on his shoulder, as well as a red circle around his neck that is swollen and covered in dried blood and raw flesh, his body is covered in heavy bruising and deep scabbed over whip scars, a long sleeved white-dress shirt that is drenched in blood and dirt as well as ripped in some places, baggy black jeans, that were in the same condition as his shirt, his paws are blistery and stolen from the harsh running without shoes. He was piling on all the slaves that he freed from the castle onto the boat, he was already gonna make sacrifice so that his people can get away safely.

"We aren't leaving with you!" A young yellow fox cried out as he was being held back by his mother.

"Where the fuck do you think your going!?"

The hedgehog stepped back, looking at the royal soldiers, that helped the King torture these innocent creatures, he had to buy time. The boat started to pick up speed as it left the pier, the mobian who was driving the boat was following the map of this island that would help these Slave Mobians finally have the freedom that they deserve.

"NO!!" The young called out, as a single gunshot was heard off in the distance.

"Damn it!" the soldier snapped, as he was covered in blood, a huge wound taking up most of the hedgehog's face his blood staining the dock that he body was left on.

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"Chow!" A creature chirped as it floated around the clear blue shallow, where there was movement. Other creatures like itself had gathered around the shallow grave. A bright blue glow came from the water and the hedgehog that was laying in the water.

Tikal saw the light and made her way over to shallow pool.

A black vine tattoo snaked it's way around the unhealable scars on the hedgehog's arms, while dark blue roses started to bloom fill up that empty eye socket, to stop it from getting infected, as well as patch up the small hole that was in the back of his head, smaller blue roses started blooming from the patch of missing flesh that was on his shoulder, the bruising started to heal, not by much same with the deep whip scars, he was a slave after all. The hedgehog's eye slowly opened as the emerald green color started to return. The hedgehog gasps and started to sit up, from the water.

"Calm down...your safe now" Tikal whispered as started to dry the hedgehog, a bit of blood streaming down from the flowers that was taking up half of his face, he didn't feel them...though he knew his eyesight was one sided.

"Do you remember your name?"

"I-It's Sonic...Sonic Maurice Hedgehog..."