2025... how delightful. Long journeys, severed souls. Everything feels the same, all memories kept, and a new horizon. The "God" Himself, XXXX.
***"All memories kept... it's been worth the wait, hasn't it?"—Rewrite.***
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*2025. Long journeys, severed souls. Everything feels the same as it always has been. A big change for everyone, really... and it seems nothing HAS changed. Despite that, we keep memories of our past, as if things have altered into... a new timeline, perhaps. A new horizon... it's wonderful.*
*Rewrite steps on the grass of Green Hill Zone—or what's left of it—the sun setting, and the withered grass, left by the many other EXEs flowing lightly in the wind, threatening to blow away because of their weakness. It felt like home to him. He lifted his head to the side, his pitch-black grin narrowing, though it stayed open. He started to walk through the withered grass, glancing in front of him after taking in the horizon. Everything looked the same, having been 365 days, and so many more to come. He didn't feel as playful as he was... though still retains it.*
"Heh..." *he chuckles to himself, finding it funny how ironic it was, 'changing'. Oh well. He set his hand on his hip as he stopped on one of the many bridges Green Hill has to offer. He turned to the waterfall, watching it intently with a blank, yet barely amused stare. He closed his eyes afterward, letting himself hear the satisfying sound of the water falling from the rocks, down into the sea. It was peaceful... a contrast to his chaoticness. It's a refreshing start... how funny.*
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