For all of eternity, there were nations, and there were mortal rulers. Would you think it right for an immortal, powerful nation to be a loyal pet of a mere foolish human who could die any moment, any day? Many wouldn't, yet it was the brash reality of the world's governments.
Imagine how torturous it is for literal personifications of countries who have been alive for centuries to watch humans ignorantly plunge the world into destruction and chaos, and have no choice but to comply.
Frustrating?
Incredibly.
Yet there seemed to be nothing that could be done.
Or...
Could there?
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I'm back with another fic! *insert Moriarty face* Miss me?
Ahem, anyway, as always, comments, votes and reads are highly appreciated, I'm going to try to update every other day, except for tomorrow when I publish the first chapter. This story is not abandoned or discontinued until I specifically say so.
I think the description of this story spoke for itself, and I can end my author's note.
Ciao till tomorrow~
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Turned Tables
FanfictionThe nations are sick of it, they're sick and tired of watching humans rule over them, use them as pets to destroy the world. Everyone has a breaking point, and the nations have long since bypassed it. They took matters into their own hands. What doe...
