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I don't own Hetalia, only the plot.
Let's go.
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America's POV
Air. Air! I need it! It's right there! I-I can't reach it! Help! I don't- I can't!
Black.
I wake up in an unfamiliar landscape. The land around me was split into fourths. One fourth had a sunny beach, green leaves blowing in the wind. Another, just to it's right, is a cherry blossom grove. The pink petals and flowers that lay on the grass are in full bloom. If you look to the opposite of the flowery landscape, you see a single big oak, leaves slowly turning pretty shades of red, orange, and yellow. It overlooks a cliff's edge looking at a beautiful sunset. In the final corner, a winter wonderland awaits you. Icy pines with snow coverings, it's snowing!
Even in this beautiful and calming landscape, something lurks deep down in Alfred's gut. A feeling of... a feeling of unknowing. Something America wasn't too familiar with.
Something comes behind him, it's tentacle like arms cover his mouth, still allowing him to breath but dragging him to the floor.
Then he wakes, once again.
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I know it's not that long, but it just ended right there because that was most fitting uwu.
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