Author's Notes: Here's another entry for the Doomsday-verse AU for Hetalia! Though with a twist, as this one's both something of a supplementary to the Doomsday-verse as well as a kind of in-verse primer to it. I suppose it's the result of watching all those Game of Thrones lore extras, not to mention that certain Nations might be into that kind of thing. Admittedly, the earlier versions of these first showed up on DeviantArt and even now, it takes a bit of time to both get the information right and keep the Nations in question in-character. Still, I hope you enjoy this rather different take!

Also, just to be sure. I don't own Axis Powers Hetalia nor 1983: Doomsday. All rights belong to their respective owners.

The WCRB Files

A 1983 Doomsday Record through the Nation's Eyes

**File 01 - Königreich Preußen/Kingdom of Prussia - Gilbert Beilschmidt**

"Somewhere in the middle of Europe lives a kingdom that, if not for the people's persistence and maybe a stroke of luck, shouldn't even exist. From Berlin, they've made for themselves a beacon for the German Wastes. But their heritage goes back a long time, from the tribes of Vati Germania to the kings of House Hohenzollern and a unified country made possible by Prussian glory. Sure, while it was tainted by the humiliating defeat of the Great War and a dictator's screwed up ramblings of a Thousand Year Reich, they still held firm. So did mein bruder and I.

Then World War II ended. In the interests of peace, we were torn apart into East and West. And for my trouble, I was brought to heel by Ivan and his Soviet comrades, my name forcibly changed to reflect their new workers' paradise. Those good-for-nothings even had a barrier set up right through the place. The "Berlin Wall" as they called it was meant to keep my people in as much as it was to symbolize their much-beloved Iron Curtain. I remember those times too well – and as much as it irritates me, it couldn't be helped. I had to wait.

But when at long last those two big shots finally decided to finish their showdown back in '83, the whole freaking planet seemed to go up in smoke. Even now I could still picture the suffering, whether from the blasts, radiation or those poor bands of soldiers with nothing left to lose – but somehow, Berlin was spared from the worst of Doomsday, as were the surrounding places. Some think that the bombs meant for me simply failed to go off, or that neither side wanted to blow up their own. Like that matters. Regardless, the survivors were quick to give whatever remained of their oppressors what they thought of their Wall or that Socialist Paradise.

Alongside the remaining Hohenzollerns and the sole heir, I was there to see my people fight to regain the freedom denied them for so long. Yet even as order slowly returned, as they tore down the last flag of the so-called DDR, I knew – I sensed that these weren't enough. Like their grandparents before them, they longed to be on top of the world again. Their country, yours truly, rekindled as a true Fatherland worthy of power. Of course, it took time and much effort to rise back up. Fortunately for them and for me, it all paid off. I suppose after all these years, we're still in God's good side.

Prussians take pride in their resilience just as much as their ingenuity and valor. Once more, the flag of the Black Eagle flies proudly over the Reichstag. The streets of Berlin are livelier than ever, its monuments and museums showcasing the best us Germans have to offer. And with each passing year, more of my homeland is freed and rebuilt from the ashes. In fact, my King had taken on the task of fixing old wrongs, especially with reclaiming Pomerania in my name. So what then if those Polen keep objecting me or my people's right? So what if those self-righteous Nordics call us deluded fools? So long as they respect us and my Alpine allies, they have nothing to fear.

There's one other thing though. What helps the Kingdom of Prussia stand out in the Wastes, to friend and foe, is the Iron Cross. What better way to show that the DDR is no more than to bring back the very things those fools hated? A badge I wear both in memory of the past and to celebrate my people's awesome future in this weird, new world. Not bad for someone who shouldn't even be here.

If Vati and West could see me now."

As for some trivia:

DDR is short for Deutsche Demokratische Republik, also known as East Germany back during the Cold War. Coincidentally, it "took the place" of Prussia at the end of the Second World War, thanks in no small part to the Soviets.

The Iron Curtain was the frontline between East and West during the Cold War, with the Berlin Wall a powerful symbol of that divide.

The WCRB is a reference to the "World Census and Reclamation Bureau" from the 1983: Doomsday source material. Originally set up in 2004 by the ANZ Commonwealth (Australia-New Zealand), it's an international, neutral organization whose mission is to explore and document the post-Doomsday world, reconnecting survivors out in the wastes along the way. In the Doomsday-verse, this extends to keeping tabs on certain "confidential" records.