Chapter 1 - The Arrival

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As usual, the world meeting was chaos. Well, it was almost a world meeting. A majority of the African and Middle Eastern nation's were missing. There was a scheduling conflict and those two world regions had other meetings.

Regardless of the missing world regions, the mostly-world meeting was in chaos, as expected. On most days, Germany would have reigned in the off-task nations, but the meeting is scheduled to be over soon and he simply can't bring himself to care. 

The nations' shouts of annoyance and anger suddenly turn into shouts of surprise as a blinding white light envelops the room. As the light fades to reveal several silhouettes, all of the nation's fall silent for a few precious seconds before:

"Mum?!"

"Vati?!"

"Nonno!"

"Mom?"

"¿Tía?"

"Far?"

"матері?!"

"μητέρα?"

"Nations of the world!" A rough, German-accented voice, even harsher than Germany's announces, quieting the assembly of nations. "We are a select few of the Ancients, nations of a time long ago! We have come with but one goal; to give you this. Greece, if you will."

Ancient Greece steps forward after Germania finishes, a large, thick book in hand. "This tome contains family trees and observations written by us and our fellow Ancients, as well as your own diary entries." As she places it on the table, a dark-haired, dark-skinned woman dressed in traditional Native American garb speaks from behind her.

"Take heed young ones: this is not an easy journey. Secrets will be shared, truths will come to light, distressing topics will be discussed. Tears shall be shed, and trust may be broken. However, if you do not take this journey, the path you travel instead will lead to destruction."

"We can't just let you stand by as you are. We hope you will forgive us for these invasions of your privacy, but we knew that if we didn't intervene, none of these problems would be fixed." Grandpa Rome speaks, regret in his tone.

"Once we leave, it will become impossible to leave this floor of the building until the book is finished. Depending on how long this will take, a hallway of bedrooms with nameplates will appear," Dacia announces.

"Fifteen minutes," Ancient Egypt warns.

"Perfect," a woman who looks similar to Ukraine speaks. "Then we have enough time to speak with our children again."

The ancient nations disperse towards their descendants.

Ancient Greece goes to Greece and Cyprus, pulling the two into a hug.

Ancient Rome surrounds himself with his grandkids: North and South Italy, Spain, Portugal and France.

Scandinavia and Germania group together, the two having shared descendants in Sweden, Denmark, and Norway. Germania also has Germany, Prussia, Lichtenstein, Switzerland, Austria, and the Netherlands as his children. Scandinavia hugs Finland and her eyes tear at Iceland, the once-babe having grown so much.

Dacia takes in the sights of Romania and Moldova with pride.

Britannia brings her island children of Scotland, Ireland, Wales, England, and Northern Ireland together.

Russia, Ukraine, and Belarus are greeted by Kievan Rus, who smiles proudly at her children.

Native America speaks quietly with Canada, America, and Mexico.

While the families are reuniting briefly, Ancient Egypt calls most of Central/Eastern Europe (with the exception of Hungary, Moldova, Macedonia, Romania, and Greece) and all of South and Central America forward.

"You are all free to go if you'd like as we don't have much for you. While important in their own rights, I think you all can agree when I say that your secrets won't start another world war."

The gathered nations agree and after exchanging a few pleasantries, leave the meeting hall.

Then, Ancient Egypt opens a portal, bringing her own son into the meeting hall. As the other Ancients finish with their children and grandchildren, Ancient Egypt fills her son in on what's he's missed before hugging him tightly.

"I'm sorry to say, but we must leave," Britannia announces. She, Dacia, Scandinavia, and Ancient Egypt start chanting.

A bright light fills the room once more, and the Ancients disappear back into the afterlife.

Dutifully ignoring all of the lingering tears, Germany picks up the thick book left behind by the Ancients.

"I suppose we read now."

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A/N

So the remaining nations are:
Mexico, America, Canada.
Denmark, Norway, Iceland, Sweden, Finland.
Germany, Prussia, Austria, Switzerland, Liechtenstein.
The Netherlands, Belgium, Luxembourg.
France, Spain, Portugal, North & South Italy.
Japan, China, South Korea, Taiwan, Thailand, Vietnam, Hong Kong, Macau.
Belarus, Russia, Ukraine.
Poland, Estonia, Lithuania, Latvia.
Egypt, Cyprus, Greece, Turkey, Macedonia. 
Romania, Moldova.
Australia, New Zealand.
England, Scotland, Wales, Ireland, Northern Ireland.
(+ several micronations, but the other nations don't know that)

Welcome to Headcannon Hell. Enjoy your stay.

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