Sonic Pulse - Backstory

Chapter 1: Early Years

      What if the Echidna race was more dominant in its own species. What if they were more in tune with the emeralds, including the Master Emeralds, being able to change aspects of them? Would it be a chaotic universe or a calm universe? There is only one true way to know and this story will delve into the reality of these questions by seeing the past, how it began, to truly see the start of the universe that is Sonic Pulse. 

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            Years existed with the Echidna race thriving, all rivals and clans unified into one, through many peace attempts and offerings to each other, they have found a middle ground they can all agree too. One of the Echidnas, known simply as Corvitri, was the game changer and bringing the peace into all of this, the future of all the clans which brought them to this unity. Corvitri was born into an aggressive clan, during the fourth of many wars between clans. He only had two family members, his Father and Mother. This child would grow up caring deeply for his father and mother, and there was no doubt of this in anybody's mind, however nothing pure lasts forever.

              The clan which Corvitri was born into, was called the Revenant, for the fact that the males in the clan had natural born blood lust instinct in battle and would manage to stand back up even after being knocked down over and over. The most famous member in their clan was known as Weker. Stories had been told of him taking many fatal shots in battle, only to somehow get back up with intense bloodlust and power. It seems that Weker was immortal, however he was soon finally put to rest in the second war, after receiving a strike to the heart from a spear. Weker's story would be forever told in the clans history, as the clans most powerful member.

             His father, at the age of 32, was a dim-red Echidna with bright blue eyes, sporting sharp tribal tattoos on his body. He is known by many as the most brutal and relentless member of the clan, he claimed the name Freveren. After the birth of his son, who was a spitting image of his mother, being a rare in the clan due to his white fur and solid blue eyes, he went straight into a battle that had just started, to defend his clan and especially his one and only son. He fought hard in the war that lasted for a solid week. His father left to battle with the intention of ending all of those who brought pain to his clan, and family. Corvitri's mother, at the age of 28, had white fur and cyan eyes. She had no tribal tattoos and was the complete opposite of his father. She was known as the kindest in the clan and was known for her attempts to unify all the clans, failing each time and only causing more pain between the clans, mainly due to misunderstandings. She held the name Ava, and to her, her son was everything she had, and though she loved her husband Freveren, she wished that he would grow up nothing like him.

            Ava took care of Corvitri, while Freveren gave his all in the war for the solid week that it lasted. She no doubt, did her best to keep her child happy, as any mother would do. She went out of her way to make sure he was put first instead of everyone else. A prime example of this was on the fifth day of Corvitri's life, where Ava had to steal a neighbors rations due to a shortage in food, to make sure she could provide for her child. Thankully she wasnt ever caught, had she been caught she would of been killed without a thought. As the week passed and Freveren returned home finally, to his wife and son, covered in blood from his fallen friend and enemies. From the look in his eyes anyone could tell even this war was too much for his fortified mind. He made his way to his room and sat down on the bed, locking himself in the room to silently mourn his fallen comrades. Ava would do her best to cheer him up, while doing her best to keep the one she loved the most in her life entire life, her child, from ever growing sad.

           Months had past and their lives remained the way it was from the start. That is until Corvitri's first birthday, where his parents soon realized he was an extremely fast learner. Already forming two to four word sentences. His mother, Ava, would always get a bit emotional whenever her child said a sentence, as he usually showed love in his words. Ava saw the love in her sons heart and this brought her joy as she knew he was on a path, a path that was far different from his fathers. She believed this would be his nature forever, she hoped this would be his nature forever.