The two of them both stood at a distance, facing eachother as the clouds overhead threatened to set out a storm.
"Give it up China, you wouldn't be able to defeat me at this battle, you may as well give up and surrender," the Japanese man said coldly, his voice raised as the winds attempts to drown out any sounds.
"Japan, how could you disrespect me to the point that we met on the battlefield?" the Chinese man asked, his voice wary as his worn out body felt lifeless.
"Disrespect? I recall that you told me to fight for what I believe in, to fight for what I find is right. Maybe the freedom that I deserve is what I believe in!"
"But nothing can hide the fact that I am the eldest, therefore teaching the lessons so you can become a powerful nation. But fighting in your eldest brother isn't what I taught you."
"Then maybe I'm just not your 'little brother' after all, am I?" And with that, Japan sprinted towards to China, unsheathing a katana thats blade soon met a deep crimson stain.
"Goodbye, China" the Japanese said, calmly leaving the cruelty of the scene. China lied on his side, searing pain in his back seemed to be endless as the echo of Japan's last words to him were. But the physical pain inflicted to him couldn't compare to the truth of his brother's actions. Japan's betrayal wasn't just a cold act made in the battlefield, but an act of rebellion set on him.
"I wished for you to become big and strong, I wasn't wishing for all of this..."