"I have to fight you! It's what my people want! I'm sorry, papa, but I have to do this!" Kazimi stood, short to his father, though he stood tall with a hard expression. "I am going to win! You will not control my people or myself anymore!!" He raised his sword to his father.
Ivan stared down at the boy, fear in his violet eyes. It's not that he was afraid of his son, he was afraid that he would snap and accidentally kill his child. He raised his sword. "I won't allow this revolution any longer. You had your fun, da? Now, surrender or your people will die. Even your innocent. Re-think your decisions, Kazimi. You're my son... You don't need to do this!!"
The boy shook his head. "Da, I must! We want our freedom!!"
"So be it!" Ivan shook his head, the two charging at each other.
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In this Revolution it's father vs. son for more rights and freedoms. The people of Siberia, Russia are fed up with not getting more freedoms like other countries have, so the people have something to say about. Though, their personification doesn't agree with it one bit, but there's nothing he can do to stop it. Kazimi wants so badly to stop his people, but he doesn't disagree with their people, his only true concern is that his father will hate him if he wins, and even if he loses. What will happen during this war? Will Kazimi fall in battle at the hands of Ivan? Or will Ivan forfeit and allow the child he loves, leave him? Read on to find out!
Authour notice: "Hey guys! Above the description is an exerpt from this book! I'm really excited about this and I have so many ideas! This isn't an actual Revolution in Russia, it's an Alternate Universe type thing where it's set further in the future, where the Siberian's get angry with the country they're located in and I think it's going to be a great example of what nationalism and unity is! I'm really excited for how this turns out, and it really shows how strong one's love for their parent and their child is! Thanks for reading this!!"
-¿Porqué dices que soy tu hijo favorito padre?, No lo comprendo, tu actitud dice lo contrario.- Bajó su mirada al decirlo siendo alzada por su padre el cual le dió una sonrisa cálida y hermosa que jamás podría compararse a excepción de la sonrisa de su amigo rubio.
-Por que de verdad lo eres, te pareces a mí en el buen sentido Rusia, nosotros somos de corazón de hielo como tú sabes, pero, cuando llega ese alguien el hielo desaparece, por eso somos fríos y tus hermanos no, nos tomamos el amor en serio.- Acarició el albino cabello de su hijo con una delicadeza tal de su profesión de medicina y cargandolo entre sus brazos pese a ya tener 9 años.
-He visto que tienes un amigo, parece ser un chico muy tímido, la maestra me mencionó que lo llevaste a enfermería luego de que un niño lo hubiera herido, dime, ¿Cuál es su nombre?.- Preguntó suavemente y de forma totalmente amigable a su hijo.
-Su nombre es Colombia y me gusta.- Sus mejillas blancas se tornaron rojas haciendo que el mayor soltara una risita.
-Si piensas que es el indicado no lo dejes irse por nada del mundo, te ayudaré pero no dejes de ser tú mismo en el proceso, amalo a tu manera y no seas tan brusco con el, siendo tímido podrías asustarlo, ¿Está bien?.- Sus palabras notaban la experiencia del hombre que recibió un abrazo de su hijo mayor.
-Sabes te contaré un secreto pero no se lo digas a nadie, yo también encontré a quien descongeló mi corazón pero shhh.- Dijo de manera infantil y divertida para su hijo que río un poco.
-Está bien papá, no diré nada.
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✦ ᴜɴᴀ ᴇxᴛᴇɴsɪᴏ́ɴ sᴏʙʀᴇ ʟᴀ ᴠɪᴅᴀ ᴅᴇ ᴜʀss ᴇʟ ᴘᴀᴅʀᴇ ᴅᴇ ʀᴜsɪᴀ ᴅᴇ ʟᴀ ʜɪsᴛᴏʀɪᴀ "ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴇʀᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴜʟʟʏ".
✦ ᴘʀᴏʜɪʙɪᴅᴀ ꜱᴜ ᴄᴏᴘɪᴀ, ꜱɪ ϙᴜɪᴇʀᴇꜱ ᴀᴅᴀᴘᴛᴀʀʟᴀ ʜᴀʙʟᴀ ᴄᴏɴᴍ