Twas beauty killed the beast.
I see him. His beautiful face. His rose red eyes. His smile as warm as the sunniest day in a sunflower field. I love him. More than anything. I value him. More than my life.
What's this? You're... going to...
Your... brother? You're thinking of unifying with him?
But...
Do you want to?
You're smile is fading. Am I the only one who notices this...? You're beautiful face... You get weaker everyday.
God Dammit! Why didn't you just agree to become one with me when you had the chance!? I /love/ you! But no... You'd rather be with your brother. Oh how I detest Germany. He took you away from me. My precious Krolik. But what is to become of you? You will slowly dissapear, won't you? Just dissolve into the air. Die.
I don't want you to die. Oh please just become one with me. I'll be here for you. Always. Count on me. Please.
You never will become one with me, will you?
Then... the idea crosses my mind on what to do. Yes.
Gilbert's Pov.
The day has come when me and my brother are to become one. I've said my good byes. I'm ready to die. I will give all of my land to him. Anything to save my brother. But... I feel... stronger than before. Much more relaxed even. The color in my face is starting to come back. I'm eating properly. I have much more energy and no longer feel as drowsy as before.
Why aren't I dying? Why am I still here? Where is Ivan? And why do I care.
America calls to have a word with me. He doesn't look as care free as usual. What's going on?
I glance at Germany before leaving talking with America. He gives me a worried expression.
America mearly hands me a folded up note. I read it. Then fall on my knees. Why can't I stop crying? Why did you do this?
Amerika
I have thought about this for a long time. I am going to resign as Russia. I would like for you to tell the other countries about my decision and I would like for you to tell them all good bye for me. After all, this is the end of me. That is why I am writing this note.
All I ask is this. The following person listed, I would like to be the new Russia. I want them to take over for me. There are many reasons for this. So many I wish I could tell you and him, but some things are better left unsaid. Just tell him that Ivan cares for him very much and that I said I would do anything for him. Anything at all. So without further a do, I present you the new Russia, Gilbert Beilschmidt.