(+reborn-memory)
The dark hedgehog tilted his head at the blonde hedgehog. She looked strangely familiar... Then again, he was starting to think everyone looked familiar these days--
No. That energy signature. This was another alternate of Maria.
Guilt seized him again and he quickly started to move away. He had to go. He had to fix things. He could never take back his mistake, but he could do his best to make up for it, now...
He didn't truely wonder how Maria was still alive in other universes. All he knew was that the death of his own Maria was his fault.











