《Book 3》 People often ask the question: what would you like to do when you have the chance to go back in time? "I'd like to meet famous people." "If possible I wouldn't want to meet my husband and marry them." "I wanted to make up for my regrets." "Can going back mean meeting my loved ones again?" "Do the lottery!" "I don't want to come across that person again." "What's the point of going back? Just focus on the future." "Can changing the past make my future better?" "if there's really such a thing to make me go back, will there be a price to pay?" Answers differ from person to person. Yet they all have something similar. They want to change something. As you walk down the road amongst the history, will you change your neutrality and convert to genocide? If there is a chance to go back, will looking forward to the future still be the same? Pacifist, neutrality, and genocide are one and the same. It's only up to you which side you'll choose. "Welcome back to Pangaea, the leaders have awaited your arrival"

𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄!𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐒𝐌𝐏 𝐗 𝐅!𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 The cities had been fighting for what seemed like ages; the towns were plagued by an everlasting depression because of the war. No one knew why the two empires were fighting, but you did. Because they were fighting over you. --------------- Medieval AU version of DreamSMP, note that i am using the smp's CHARACTERS, not the people themselves.

𝒜 𝓈𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓃𝑔𝑒 𝒹𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂 𝓁𝑒𝒶𝒹𝓈 𝒶 𝓌𝑜𝓂𝒶𝓃 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝑜 𝒸𝓊𝓇𝒾𝑜𝓈𝒾𝓉𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓃, 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝒾𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝓇𝑜𝓌𝓃 𝒷𝑒𝓉𝓌𝑒𝑒𝓃 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓈𝑒𝑒𝓂𝓈 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓁𝒾𝓉𝓎 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝓈𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓃𝑔𝑒 𝒸𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓉𝓊𝓇𝑒𝓈. 𝐼𝓃𝒸𝓁𝓊𝒹𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝓈𝑒𝓁𝒻. "𝒴𝑜𝓊 𝒶𝓇𝑒𝓃'𝓉 𝒻𝓇𝑜𝓂 𝑒𝒾𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝓁𝒹𝓈, 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝒶𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝑜𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓎, (𝒴/𝒩)."

A NK x Philippines story. ⚠️⚠️!WARNING!⚠️⚠️ -18+. -Mature content. -Not for sensitive little snowflakes. North Korea, a young, yet ruthless, stiff, and feared man. Who has taken over his country right after his father died and passed it down to him. North Korea is a man who's been blinded by his father's beliefs. He was taught to believe that their family is a pure line of "gods". His father taught him that he was above anyone else in the world, which built up his pride and arrogance. He was also taught to believe that being a woman is a sin, and that women are only here to bring men more male successors and to please them. North's father taught him to look down on women. North's mind was easily shaped and manipulated by his father as North Korea saw how strong and powerful his father was that he himself believed that he was a "god" as well. And was honored to be the son and successor of a "god". That's why he had his father's statues displayed all over his country, to display the power that his father once held that was now passed down to him. North Korea believed in his father mostly because he feared him. And he was taught that the prime key to being a "god" was fear. Phila, the new leader of her small, and humble country right after her twin was revoked of his position and she was ordered by UN to take over their country to which she happily did. Phila is an unpredictable woman, many of the other countryleaders watched and anticipated her every move. Phila is a young, smart, and brave woman. Unafraid to speak up to anyone and for anyone. She wouldn't think twice about meddling with another country's affairs and help them resolve their issue. But not only is she beautiful and smart, she can also be very cruel. She could compete with any male leaders in the world if she wishes to. But what happens if North Korea, a man filled with pride who's unafraid to terminate ANYONE, meets Phila, an unpredictable woman with no one to fear?

《Book 1》 A school where all countries could be one. A school that teach you peace and prosperity. A school that gave them the illusion of a normal life. Philipia; a female leader attending a male dominated academy, was sent by Martial, to befriend the leaders who once terrorized and destroyed their life. The road to revenge and pain has finally opened it's doors. But as a leader on the pacifist side, can she do it? "Welcome to Pangaea Academy. An elite boarding school where leaders meet and sit in a position of equality." "Are you ready to start your first day with a gun or pen?" ____________________ 【 This story is a work of fiction. The names of the countries that will be mentioned are not historically accurate. 】

《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."

Welcome to this collection of CountryHumans Shitposts uwu Btw, these are Phil x Countries

PHANTASM SERIES BOOK FIVE ---- Tryst (noun): a private romantic rendezvous between lovers, "a moonlight tryst". ---- Your eyes drifted upwards catching onto the glint of the sword that had saved you and following the curve of the blade upwards until you came to a knarled hand, with dirt under the fingernails. You followed the arm upwards until you reached his face - partly obscured underneath a green and white striped hat. You were able to catch onto blue eyes and the scruff of a beard underneath a mop of blonde hair though. What drew your attention most though, was the crow's wings behind him, flared out and glinting by the light of the sword. You hadn't even heard him swoop down for the approach. For someone who hadn't been seen in over a century, the Angel of Death looked young... too young. But then he was spinning away, wings flapping behind him so that he hovered over the ground as he sliced through anything that came too close for comfort. Even the skeletons a ways away weren't safe from his flames when their zombie counterparts came staggering too close. Soon enough, the dark forest was alight with burning undead creatures, providing a light source for you to stagger up to your feet as the Angel slid his sword back into it's scabbard. You weren't expecting him to round on you like he did, fire in his eyes. "What the hell are you doing?"

you can find the story on my tumblr as well, updates come out there first [@/Aries_Writes_Shit is my tumblr]

Y/n, one of the last rare species known as the White Pearl Dove, has been held captive. Forever caged and forced to sing her beautiful song, she risks losing her gorgeous crystal wings if she does not sing for her awful master's greed...