“Eggman bases have been popping up all over the world. Whatever the doctor is up to, it can’t be good. About a month ago I began a raid on the base hidden within the Mystic Jungle, when some new hired help tried to stop me from tearing the place to pieces. They were quick work in the end. Rouge later came to tell me my methods were too brutal. However, everyone in the world is aware of my power. It’s on them if they still choose to stand in my way. It was a choice to try and stop me from getting into that base. Oppositely, it was my duty to take out those jackals and destroy Eggman’s marks on the jungle as fast as I could. Despite the fate most of them met at the hands of my rocket shoes, I left their leader alive. I don’t know what possessed me to do so after such a beating, but weaklings like him don’t deserve the title of “Ultimate Mercenary”. Especially when they’re up against the one true Ultimate Lifeform.”

“It’s been weeks since I walked in on dad hanging from the ceiling. I…I still haven’t fully processed it. I tried talking to Peter, I tried talking to MJ, I even tried talking to Mom. But nothing’s really made me feel any better. I still don’t know all the details, and I don’t think I want to. Just seeing Dad’s face, with that horrific smile burnt onto his mouth…it still haunts me at night. On top of that, I’ve just been getting worse and worse. I use this damn cane more than I use my own legs. I’ve had to throw away boxes of tissues within days ‘cuz of all the blood I’ve been hacking up. It’s not sustainable. And on top of that, I’m supposed to be leading the company to a new future. Heh. New future just so someone else can up and take it all from underneath me when I collapse soon. No. I need to fix this. I need to fix myself. There has to be a way. Maybe…Conners…He’s all about regeneration and stuff…Connors has the key…I need to find Connors!” 

“Death is an experience to say the least. If I were to describe it, I’d say it’s like going into the best nap of your life, in the most comfortable bed that just speaks to you and says ‘There’s no need to get up anymore’. Gya ha ha ha! But in the end, it just makes waking up wherever you end up more exciting! What a thrill! This is going to be one of those letters that I write for the sake of writing. I don’t know how long it’s been since these old bones have picked up a pen, but I think I’m doing a damn good job so far! Once I get back into the swing of things, I think I might have enough time to finish that ol’ novel series I started way back when. Or not. Maybe some stories are meant to be left alone, so that newer, fresher ones can be born instead! Gya ha ha ha! Who knows! Whatever the reason, a second chance ain’t to be taken lightly! I’ll revel every moment I’ve got left until the sun comes up again, knowing I truly got what I wanted out of this place.”