We all lived.

We fought.

The man stood before me, great, yet battle worn.

He was someone who had lost, and lost, and continued to lose and lose and lose.

Behind the smile that the public sees is a man who is scarred. And I know I am only a replacement for what he has once lost, but I still hold him close.

I let him be and stay the way he is but I would not let him wallow.

I would not let him wallow or dwell in the past because I know that he would if I let him.

And if I let him he would break.

So every day I tried to break his monotone voice, make him forget about enemies and the bloody past he has had to endure because of the choices of the person who ruled over him.

I wouldn't let him remember Babylon, or the things he once had there.

I wouldn't let him remember the day he made Israel serve him, against both of their wills.

I tried to make him smile.

And I hope someday he is proud of me, watching from above as Iran rules over my ruins.

I hope he's happy to see Ancient Egypt and Ancient Greece. I hope he has fun listening to Germania and Rome.

I hope he can raise the Holy Roman Empire like he did with me.

I hope that even if it is not needed, they will go over the same lesson plans he went over with me all those years and years ago.

Battle configurations, strategy, maybe even the best way to peel a fruit in the middle of battle.

But most of all, I hope he remembers me.

I hope he remembers me as the one who stepped up when Babylon couldn't contain him anymore.

I hope he remembers me as me, not a replacement.

I hope he remembers me for who I am. Even if my walls do not stand anymore.

Even if my name is only whispered to those who care to study- which are few- I hope he remembers me.

If he still whispers to himself: "Nineveh. He was the one I never trusted until it was too late." I wouldn't blame him for it.

Because almost no one ever remembers our names anymore.

The Neo-Assyrian Empire, and Nineveh, his capital who always loved him more than anything, but was too weak to stay standing as he fell apart.

I hope you know, I'm sorry.