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Chapter 6 April Fool's Edition

The twisted wreckage of the Egg Carrier jutted out at impossible angles. The formerly verdant landscape of Green Hill Zone, once besotted with lush palm trees, perfectly angled loop-de-loops, and a vast, sun-spotted lake, was now nothing more than a cemetery of machinery. The sickening crunch of metal on earth still filled Eggman's nostrils. He wondered how many creatures had been crushed under the weight of his glorious battle cruiser, how many more lay trapped, their tiny bodies mangled beyond repair.

This is your fault, you meddlesome hedgehog, Eggman thought. Let today be a pox upon your conscience. This is what happens when you resist. These lives have been taken by your actions.

A plume of dense smoke coated the sun. Eggman sighed.

And I so liked that ship.