Once there was peace. Where creatures and mortals and monsters lived alongside each other, loved one another. But then there was a murder and war engulfed the lands. Mortals turned on their friends, ripping through their territories and lives, destroying everything they had ever built together. Attempting to wipe out those who they saw as imperfect. Unnatural. Beasts. But they weren't able to wipe them all. The werewolves grew in power, ravaging the forests and mountains, growing and flourishing in the darkness as legends started to swarm, stories and terrifying nightmares that began to haunt the mortals who still continued to live in fear and hate. The mortals saw the werewolves as enemies unlike the angels, the hybrids, the birds. And as much as they tried to defeat them, they were never successful. Until the King of the East Kingdom was given a prophecy. A prophecy that spoke either the death of the Ruler of werewolves. Or the return of peace. But to the King? Peace was never an option. ////////////////////////////////////////////////////// TW and mentions of: Blood, violence, knives (weapons), murder The Ruler and The Hunter Au belongs to @FlameonLeaf Designs (Art and Cover) and Plots belong to @FlameonLeaf PLEASE DO NOT REWRITE THE STORY OR MAKE YOUR OWN VERSION OF IT 1# Rusame - 01/02/21 1# Countryhumans - 01/02/21

//This is NOT meant to group entire countries of people into certain personalities, backgrounds, etc. These are characters with names, they are not meant in any way to project what the actual nation and its people are like. So, if a character is a bitch, I'm not calling the entire country a bitch. Thank you, have a nice day.\\ Cold. Dark. Unpredictable. Like a blizzard at midnight. Pure white flurries, whipping in the air. Don't go into its grasp, unless you wish to be subject to death by Frostbite. Nineteen kingdoms. Britannia, Kalmar, Iberia, Français, Deutsches Reich, Arabia, SPQR, Qin, Dravidia, Slavia, the Ottomans, Yugoslavia, Malaya, the African Republic, the Huns, Afro-Asia, Inca, Tibet, and Sahel. One war. The blizzard is approaching. About to engulf the entirety of Durain's large castle in its wrath. When it comes to life, Scotland is sick and tired of it. But when you are such an "important" political bargaining tool; you can't really give up. Those fears of consequence can be overcome, possibly even numbing any emotion to the threat of consequences. As one slowly but surely loses their own humanity, they are expected to pull it together for good grades, high education, and enrichment. Your father didn't put you at this academy for no reason. Pay attention, Scotland; life is going to get worse by the day. Just don't stop at six. Never stop at six. Never. Warnings... -Cursing -Gore -Discrimination -Weapon usage -Abuse... -Violence -Alcohol -Smoking -V I O L E N C E -Mentions of Suicide -Some Romance, not a lot. -Google Translate Tread with caution. //AYO! IF THIS BOOK IS SEEN ANYWHERE OTHER THAN ON WATTPAD, THEN IT HAS BEEN STOLEN\\ //The art in this book was drawn by RiptideTheWeirdo, AKA, me, the author\\

As the night falls in a blink of an eye, cold winds started occupying the balcony. It was stupidly cold for the poor organization, not only because of the wind, it was because his 50th is tomorrow. He doesn't know what to expect the next day, someone may just crash everything from there-on out. Moments later, he had been greeted by someone in his organizational regional forum a picture of his own family together. It was all tied to a golden ribbon which doesn't seem to end. He knew by heart that he should follow it. [ENG; may include other languages] ✨

What do emperors do best? Rule, of course. Enforce, command, and conquer. Russian Empire is described by many negative adjectives: Proud, arrogant, belligerent, and constantly on the brink of offence. He's aggressive and powerful, and always waving his flag, but everyone, including himself, knows the real Tsar; just plain, boring, mean, and snobbish. It's clear that nobody wants to come close to the fussy emperor of all Russia's. Who is German Empire? A retired general who is made of steel only welded with wax. Civilian life gnaws at his weakest points and no amount of defiance, fiery determination, or brute force could help. Fitting in painfully into the beat of calm society had caused him to draw away and seclude. Those with whom he still communicates know that his crafty nature, ambitious planning, and strong leadership skills could potentially propel him forward to become a modern hero. Emperors like to be special and unique. They prefer to be in their own domain and don't enjoy a 'friendly' competition. What do you expect once they meet and arbitrarily start to talk? Well, nothing short of a nuclear blast. There is a race to conquer--land, power, and hearts. Who will be victorious? The Tsar or the Kaiser?

Words can hurt, can please, and most importantly, change people. How did they all become who they became? Follow this story for an in-depth look at the different aspects of that fateful World War Two. By different, I mean through the eyes of characters you never gave a thought about twice. Our darkest hours, our finest hours. Love vs Hate. Friends vs Enemies. Loyalties vs Betrayals. Humanity vs Evil. *This story will be mostly historical accurate with fictional/non-fictionalized stories represented by different Countryhumans.* Ranks: (Not being updated) #268 in struggle out of 26.5k stories, September 3rd, 2021 #4 in hungary, August 21st, 2021 #1 in countryhumangermany, August 20th, 2021 #1 in germanempire, August 30th, 2021 #1 in russiaxgermany, August 30th, 2021 #1 in germanyxrussia, September 27th, 2021 #2 in eastgermany, September 3rd, 2021 #2 in countryhumanrussia, September 6th, 2021 #7 in austria, September 26th, 2021 𝓢✏︎✰ 𝑎𝑢𝑔 𝟷𝟽𝗍𝗁, 𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟷 𝓔✏︎✰ ___ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Contains descriptions of violence, blood, death and other sensitive topics Includes ships Absolutely no offense is meant for any of the things mentioned in this Fanfiction. I also have to mention specifically about the mention of past and/or evil ideologies, all of which I absolutely despise. Please note that this was only written for entertainment purposes only, thank you! The background art in the cover is not mine and goes to its respected artist!

↪ Countryhumans isn't cringe if you do it right. 《 DISCLAIMER 》 ↪ This is not meant to offend anybody, it's just my opinion and the problems with the Countryhumans Fandom. ↩ ↪❗️THIS IS IN EDITING❗️ ↩ Cover art belongs to @ByterNomar on DeviantArt. If this belongs to you and you do not wish to have it here, please PM me here [@-aurele], DM me on Instagram [@aurele.is.my.new.name], DM me on Twitter [XxAurelexX], or message me on discord [@-aurele#6600]

THE DISCOVERY A fundamentally lonesome person, Russia believed he could survive the Academy all on his own but his assumptions were quickly torn down as the Awakening sessions began. With the discoveries of latent gifts and the arrival of a certain someone, Russia is forced to accept his new circumstances and forge the most unlikely of bonds. EARTHBOUND As the Ranking Tournament looms over their shoulders, a sinister plot slowly unfurls, hoping to plunge their fragile but peaceful world into a new age. When the Gateway is sabotaged, the doubtful duo makes their way to the human realm to hone their Awakenings, only to find themselves entangled in something far more treacherous. Buried secrets slowly reveal themselves in the worst ways possible as Russia and America come face to face with their greatest challenge yet. THE RANKING With a crisis averted and new clues surfacing, all seems to be going smoothly, right on time for the arrival of the most important event of a countryhuman's life, the quadrennial Ranking Tournament. As the entire continent gathers together to watch the games, new friends and foes alike are introduced, each more powerful than the last. Resounding clashes of hopes and dreams are nothing but abundant but even these brilliant sparks cannot hide the unspoken secrets any longer. The games grind to a halt at the declaration of war, a promise to recreate the world. ??? to be continued? FIRST WATTPAD EVER! Please excuse any grammar or spelling errors. !CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE! !STEREOTYPES! (?) !HISTORICALLY INACCURATE! !NOT MEANT TO OFFEND ANYONE! (None of these countries are made to reflect the real life country) !Please keep these warnings in mind while reading, should you proceed! (No explicit stuff. I don't wanna go there.) All images are mine. Music is not mine. Credit to their creators. #1 rusame 2021/2/15 #1 countryhumans 2021/2/25 #2 ship 2024/1/31 1 MILLION READS!!! 2024/1/29