I'm fading slowly...I feel everything disappearing around me...my strength leaving me, I was once great and now...nothing.
This feeling...did Rome feel this when he fell? W-Why...why am I suffering this! I-I don't need any of them...I'm fine on my own...I am not an empire but a nation...a great nation...yet...why am I smiling? H-How can I after he just...defeated me?
No...he did not defeat me...I will not allow him to have that gratification...
Britain looked up to the other nation, a hand over his soaked face, tears staining his pale skinned face a larged toothed smile over his face. America started taking steps back away from the nation, his eyes wide in shock staring at the insane man that used to be his keeper. The man that would not allow for his freedom; Britain stared him in the eyes, the colors swirling and fading from pink to blue. This scared America, in the inside he just wanted to run away from him, while he was still down. But he knew better, he knew he had won this fight...this war.
But what puzzled him was just the simple fact that...he was laughing? "Can't you accept that you lost already!" The younger nation yelled at the other on the ground, hitting him on the head with the butt of his rifle. Britain fell to the ground, his head hitting the dirt grunting. But this only caused him to laugh more, the tears streaming down his face even more mingling with the mud on the ground and the rain that would fall from the sky. America felt paralyzed in the spot staring at the fallen nation before him, 'what is wrong with this guy! Does he take pride in this?'
He started inching away from him, looking at him with disgust now, this horrendous...this insane maniac, what has caused him to go so far? He knew that something broke in him...at this point he couldn't just watch him anymore, he couldn't even stand his presence, but he knew deep in him that this wasn't going to be the last time he would see this nation.
He started walking away but paused glimpsing back once at the nation on the ground, the moment he did he saw him look up to the sky, not laughing but crying...bitterly sobbing. His voice was muffled by the tears and he couldn't understand what he would say, he just turned his away in pity and shut his eyes tightly, tears of his own streaming down his face.
'I DON'T CARE ABOUT HIM! I'M NOT GOING BACK!' He screamed to himself in the inside, his heart tearing from seeing the other cry so bitterly. This was the lowest he had ever seen the man, he was so broken, he looked somewhat lost at this point. As if he lost everything.