It all started 500 years ago when the bombs dropped on everybody, and all it took was the click of a button. Everyone was scrambling for cover. Millions of people around the world had died all because some idiot in the power house wanted more power. They wanted the world, and if people died so be it. And it just so happened that the superpowers wanted it. I knew this would happen. In science I was taught that once a community reaches its climax state, it all collapses. I guess that's what happened to humans. But that doesn't mean they all died. It doesn't mean humanity can't build up, we can still survive this desolate wasteland. All we have to do is round up and rebuild, but is it really that simple? I'm not sure, but I know one person who will try his hardest to reach this goal! And his name is Matthew Williams, also known as....
Canada.
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When The World Fell (RusCan)
FanfictionYeah, this is my first time ever writing a fanfic and I'm kinda freaking out here. The world is in ruins, but how will all the countries shape up, and try to help each other with their problems?
