Sonic looked up towards the sky, and tears fell from his eyes.
Tikal walked behind him. Sonic turned, solemn and dejected.
His normally emerald eyes of cheerfulness were now hazy azure pools of pain, devastation, and destruction.
"Is it-t-time?" Sonic's voice cracked as he spoke.
"It is time." Tikal's voice echoed across the cliff edge with power and, for some reason, sympathy.
"Are you ready?"
Sonic nodded, mute with sadness.
"Look, Sonic, I'm re-
"Don't." Sonic's voice was suddenly firm.
"I deserve to die and so I shall." With that, Sonic turned away from Tikal and jumped off the cliff edge.
He was going….going…..gone.
