Unknown pov

It's funny how fate is... How easily it can be controlled. My next two... America and Poland... I felt bad for both of them... They were nice people and help others. Well Poland is weak but America is strong...I have to try something...well let's start with the easiest of all. Poland you are going to be killed tonight.

Goodnight~

Poland pov

I ran out of Germany's house. I was so upset I just couldn't focus to what I was actually doing. How could he!? How could he just do that to me? We been together for years and he! I ran to the nearest bar I could find...and drank until I ran out of money...or until the bartender got tired of me crying. I walked home still drunk out of my mind but got there safely...((if you count falling on your face and making your knees bleed is safe then yes!)) I was just so upset...soon I started to get ideas... awful ideas that I haven't had in a long time...and I hated it! The man who made me think those things where his father! Now I'm thinking the same things because of his actions... I sobbed "he's an idiot...but I love him so much... I should die...let me die!!" I scream as I ran to the restroom crying I grab nearest pill bottle I could find...of course painkillers... I took the whole thing... I wanted to go away. It was so easy... I was so easy to kill. If only I knew this earlier I wouldn't have died like the others...but the last I saw was unknown figure...

I hate them...

America pov

I been worried I called Russia about 10 times already! What's taking him so long? I called his father that's how worried he made me. But to only get 'i don't know' from him. I panicked and looked around for him...

Worst mistake I made...

I found his body...in an alley... I cried and cried... I called the police...they took him away. I cried... today I was going to tell him... tell him how I feel...now I would never will. ((So many dots...)) I will never get the change to tell him I love him! I cried and cried. I went home and cried and cried and cried and cried. I couldn't help it the love of my life died...and I couldn't do anything! Rage build into me. I wanted to find the person who did this to me, who did this to him! So I did...

After days...

Found nothing

After weeks

Found nothing

After mouths

Found nothing!!!

After years!!!

...

I found something... everyone died...and I did too...

I died of an broken heart... A heart attack after finding Russia's body...I hate myself

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Unknown pov

They killed themselves...how hilarious...but I feel kinda bad for them. But I feel so much happier! Why is that? Why do I feel happy? After about four people died? God... I'm a monster.

But those who are monsters are the greatest~

How beautiful...not the greatest and is probably my shortest chapters with a lot of dots! But that's what happens when you have no editor with you Q~Q

But not to fear! I updated more than my other books!

So that's good I guess... 🙄

Anyways thank you for reading!

Karma~