You believed there were multiple universes out there, with the same people but a different story. It was a small belief but it was something to believe and hold on to.

How unlucky you were, to be stuck in the universe where Neo Metal Sonic actually won. You were a slave, stolen of your own free will like everyone else. It was a sad state. The Sonic statue being torn down, the entire world was going into shambles right before your eyes.

But you had enough, so you stormed into the room where he sat. If you die you die. Living like a slave isn't a great option even if it means you'd live. You were ready, you had trained for this.

His gaze piercing, Neo stared at you. "What? Weakling." He'd regret dismissing you like that.