Till Death Do Us Part (Hetafic)

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Hi! I hope that you enjoy this. I hope for it to be a fully developed Hetalia Fanfiction featuring the Hetalia characters as humans.
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The room was painted red with blood. White walls covered with the essence of life itself. There in the middle of the room stood a man with strawberry blonde hair and translucent pale skin, dotted with tan freckles. His bright clothing was soaked with the same paint (essence) that covered the walls. In his hand was a silver glinting knife; blood dripping off the tip and on the ground, leaving a dark red puddle.

This man's chest heaved, either in exhaustion or excitement, both most likely. His eyes scattered (darted) around the dead, mutilated of allies and enemies. Though the bodies were clearly empty of all life, legs (feet) would twitch and hands absently seemed to try and grab at invisible help, reaching forward with no life.

The messy haired blonde dropped the knife, making it splash in the puddle it had made. His sadistic smile broke into deep frown, tears streamed down his face, turning the red blood covering his face into pink color. He fell to his knees and covered his face. A loud sob left his lips before another and then another. He eventually turned into a bawling baby. Clears tears turned red, dripped from his face.

The man's thoughts flurried through his brain, leaving him a confused and emotional mess. A sudden light brightened the dark room. Everything disappeared around the crying man, unknowning (unbeknownst) to him. Dead bodies lifted from the ground and popped into a million little white dust particles. Red blood washed away into the white ocean of light. The walls fell silently around the man, revealing the everlasting white abyss of nothingness.

The man continued to cry in the center of the abyss, his previously dirty clothing now been cleansed of the blood that soaked it. His breath evened and slowed as he stood back up, his eyes still closed, he wiped the saltiness from his cheeks and eyelashes. When he opened his eyes, a bright beam of light shot through the middle of his chest. The man's body began to slowly fade out, until eventually you could only see the meer shadow of what use to stand in his place.