Final Reckoning

by MafiaAngel

God has given up on the human race and a decree has been made: kill or cease to exist. The question is, can the Nation-tans surrive this horrid war game? Who will die? And who will be the final, victorious winner? All is fair in love and war, and this is no exception. AU. Rated M for scenes of violence and language.

For far too long I have stood watch over the World, watching as you spew forth insanity. War, famine, poverty, death, destruction! You claim to have improved; you claim to have become civil and like-minded for the greater good of humanity? The why am I constantly assaulted with prayers for better lives, for winning the lottery? For new organs to create, for people to die, for little puppies and kittens? Why am I so desperately needed even now when you claim to have created a perfect world? Such thoughts have plagued me for centuries, so here is what I will do.

As God, I will host a tournament, a veritable fight to the death between you all. The prize is immortality: your country shall never cease to exist, never experience famine or poverty, will always remain victorious in war and the people will have long and prosperous lives! It is with the people that I shall leave the final fate of the World. But should you die?

You will cease to exist.

Failure is not an option.

Fight to win, or die. Either way, I do not care.