SashaMomoKi
Fostered in the overbearing shadows of the Iron curtain and on the edges of the eastern Soviet taiga, Russia grew up unquestionably devout to his father's great cause: Collectivism. Patriotism. Loyalty.
Perfectly content on the frostbitten land - Russia quickly learnt to adapt rather than freeze. The ice was his sanctuary, his foundation, his lifeline. Fast, fierce, focused - ice hockey has kept him grounded and rooted deeply with the values of the state.
Until it had been mandated by the UN that all states in education needed to network, globalise, connect in the same environment.
It started out okay. Russia and his siblings kept to themselves, fulfilled the bare minimum and went about their days.
Soon enough thing went wrong. Russia had caught someone's attention, someone fixated on his every move and interaction. Threatening messages, locked doors, a shadow hovering over him constantly.
Leading Russia finds himself relying more and more unlikely nations, namely the United States of America.
But as this crazed obsession on him intensifies, the two find themselves looking for one another in the darkness, unwilling to run until they've both made it into the light...
✪ ─── ☭ **Ни шагу назад!** ☭ ─── ✪
☭ Art by: (Unknown - I do not know)
☭ Edited by: SashaMomoKi
☭ Will contain historical/geographical inaccuracies