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Once a feared, praised 'deity' to a cult, now just a shaking, weak hedgehog who feared death more than his enemies. Who even was he anymore?

After killing his only true friend, he awoke centuries later in his tomb, holy water engulfing him. The reality of Shadow's mortality took a tole on him, wracking and haunting him at every turn.

Following saving Sonic and friends, he learns the ways of life, puzzled by their detachments from their own mortality. The blue blur especially didn't seem to care about his life, throwing himself into dangerous situations for strangers. It was something he admired, in a way.

What started as curiosity, turned into respect and a longing of some kind. A mutual one the two had to address.