Will Anyone Remember Me?

Somtimes when I sit here... gazing up the sky...
I wonder, and contemplate the importance of my life.
I sit here, sometimes stand, guarding the emerald.
That is all that I ever do.

Of course, there are the times when Robotnik invades.
And the times when I am forced to work side by side with Sonic and Tails.
But that is all part of my job; to protect the emerald.
Besides, it doesn't happen as often as you'd think...

Sonic is a hero. Everyone knws him.
After he's gone, there will be people who still speak of him.
His adventures.
His heroics.

But after my father died. After the other guardians died.
There was no one to remember them.
No one but their sons, to think of them when they were gone.
Will that become of me...?

But I have no son, to remember me when I'm gone.
I have no one to carry on the legacy.
When I'm dead, it is the end of the echidnas.
I am the last of us all.

No one remembered Pachamac, or Tikal.
They vanished, without a trace. No Mobian told stories of my ancient ancestors...
Only when Chaos reappeared did anyone care for them.
And that was but for a fleeting moment.

Will anyone remember me?
Will anyone remember how I spent my lonely vigil in this island among the stars?
Or will I be foregotten, like my ancestors before me.
Will anyone care... when I'm gone.

Does it matter...?
As long as I do what I was born to do...
As long as I protect and guard the Master Emerald... I will have made my differance.
I will have carried on the legacy as best I can...

But... who will do it once I'm gone...?

.... I want to be remembered.

Please, remember me.

- Knuckles