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Chapter 1

(Bruh this art is so olddddddd)

Kuyong opened up her violet eyes, scanning the hospital room around her, the white curtains moving slightly from the wind from the open window on her far right side. She sat up on her bed, gently rubbing her eyes. Kuyong heard a gentle, but firm knock on her door. "Come in!" The door opened to reveal a tall man, with a face red as blood, with a hammer and sickle on the top left side of his face. "Priviet, my rose..." Kuyong smiled at the nickname. "Hey Dad." Soviet smiled, content knowing that his daughter was still her spunky self even after everything. He looked down at her neck, the bruised ring around her neck from the noose she used the week before.

You see, Kuyong had tried to kill herself after her brother, 🇷​🇺​🇸​🇸​🇮​🇦​, was split from her with a wall. She was not a very big country compared to her brothers and sisters, more like the runt of the group, but still had very close relationships with everyone in her family. 🇷​🇺​🇸​🇸​🇮​🇦​ was her role model, the one Kuyong always looked up to. They went everywhere together, and never left each other's side. That is, until WW3 happened. 🇷​🇺​🇸​🇸​🇮​🇦​ panicked and set up walls around all of his surrounding countries. This caused him a major decrease in money, and he eventually... well... D I E D... This destroyed Kuyong.

So, She tried to kill herself to be with her brother. But Soviet and Ame, who is her Mom, caught on and saved her right before she died. So, here Kuyong is now, trying to distract herself from the fact that she has been in a week long coma all because she just wanted to see her brother again. Soviet kept on examining her neck from a distance, saying nothing.

Soviet sighed. "Kuyong..." She focused her violet orbs onto her father when her name was spoken. "Yes, Father?" Soviet stayed quiet for a moment.

"I miss him too..."