Philia lived a good life, as a country-master; she did her job really well... Maybe "too" well. She worked alongside her brothers: Gregorio and Martial. All three of them rose their country to the top and succeeded. There were endless wars and many people died. But in the end, everything came to a close. All countries United, all countries finally agreed peace - no more war, no more poverty, no more arguments, no more corruption, and no more unjustified deaths. It was like the whole world, finally decided to get their shit together. Unfortunately, the most important pearl of the orient sea fell ill. Her life hanging by the thread, she breathed her last breath and died... A least that's what she thinks. "Wake up my lady, it's 8 o'clock time to get up" Why is she alive? Her Butler is also alive-but wait! She isn't the "real" Philia but she's still "the" Philia? "Why am I back again? And why am I evil?!"

Just a Fanfic with Philippines meeting his past acquaintances (or enemies). Because of the slow WiFi connection, Philippines was forced to travel abroad to personally hand in a report. Gradually, it ended up in a remarkably big reunion with his allies and enemies and those in between. This is a Creative Work of Literature. The plot is fictional and is NOT reflecting on real life event ✔Facts are advailable for historical basis and education. ⚠Trigger warnings... a lot of them Just read at your own risk since it's a B x B using the pronouns he/him. The ships just go on how the story go. It has a Sunshine harem foundation but the pairings are still undecided so there are possible side romance.

"Do you ever think all of this can just go away?" The Southeast Asian country whispered through the barren wind, hunching over as his green uniform crumpled beneath his tired posture. "I moved on and yet- I'm still here." smiling cruelly, he wiped away the remaining dirt from his exhausted face, "I'm still here..." And his companion who was shrouded by concern only leaned in against Philip, and mumbled softly against the cold quiet he used to hate in this continuous dream when they used to be alone, but not anymore. "I'm here too, you know." Highschool, a place where all drama and all embarrassing memories are created. But this highschool carries important students who are the representatives of their country, both small and big. Both stupid and stupider. Regretfully, Phil is one of those students. All he can do now is dream, literally.

《Book 2》 Pangaea Academy is an elite boarding school that provides the best materials and education. Personally taught by retired leaders and highly trained professional teachers. Leader, City, or a Town. May you be of royal blood or not. None of it matters once you stepped on its ground. In here, they practice equality. At least, that was what Philipia once thought. Who knew, sending her here would only lead her to the truth that she, herself, did not know existed. The pacifist is stepping closer to neutrality. "Welcome back to Pangaea Academy."