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  • Parts 7
  • Time 1h 3m
Ongoing, First published Apr 03, 2020
Mature
As Halloween draws near, the chained gates start to weaken between that of the living and those of the dead. 

Alfred F Jones, America, is a nation who is -has been- at risk, deaths' malformed and slim claws reaching out to grab him. 

Ivan Braginsky, Russia, is a nation who is used to hearing such tales, but has never seen the effects weigh the life of someone he loves.

Arthur Kirkland, England, is a nation who all but wishes to see the one he holds dear as a son to live.

Matthew Williams, Canada, is a nation who will go through beds of mud and thorns to get his younger twin back safe. 


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Hello! The first part of this fic is based on another fic I found on ao3. Some scenes will be similar from the fic in the first part. 

Damn Alfie... why you gotta attract so many dark beings haha.

Anyways, I hope you enjoy!
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