Just wicked memories to forget, right? Nothing will come of it right? Memories and dreams aren't equally comparable, but maybe, some people twist them around. The old nation, China, more commonly referred to as Yao Wang, relives old memories and dwells deep on the thought of loneliness. Will he die alone? Or be able to cherish moments with the other nations for his last days. Nations don't particularly die but maybe their spirit does. Maybe that feeling of loneliness turns their once healthy being into a recipe for isolation