Once upon a time, there existed a powerful empire in the world of Hetalia; that was known as the Roman Empire. However, the empire soon grew too big to manage on its own and soon split into three new kingdoms; the joyful kingdom of Ispania, the calm and peaceful kingdom of Ursalia, and the stern kingdom of Italia. For a few years, peace thrived through the three kingdoms and war was limited to minor conflicts. Sadly, those few years were followed by the darkest hour in the world of Hetalia; this is the Story of Evil.

The story begins within the castle confines of the palace in Italia. Up in a tree in the castle garden a young boy of only five hid with a pout. He had dark brown hair with a stray curl that leaned towards the right and hazel eyes; his name is Lovino Vargus, the prince of Italia. He was hiding, angry at his father's decision to separate him and his twin brother. It was decided a year after he and his brother were born that Lovino would become the next king of Italia; as for his brother, he will be sent away to learn the ways of a servant.

He continued to sit there, hoping to forget the idea of being separated from his fratello; to him it wasn't fair that they cannot be together. His eyes started water, and soon enough the tears fell. Upon hearing his brother, however, he stifled a sob. Of all things, Lovino never wanted to be looked upon as a crybaby, especially by his brother, Felinciano. As the boy came into view, he could recognize his brother; they share all the same traits except Feliciano had slightly lighter hair and his curl strayed to the right as opposed to the left.

"What are doing up there, fratello?" the younger twin asked, puzzled by his brother's unusual actions. Normally, Lovino would hide in the tomato patch, sneaking in a tomato or two while everyone fusses over were the young prince would be. Instead, he looked up to see a teary eyed boy in place of his stubborn, hot-headed brother. "Lovino, are you okay?"

"O-of course I am!" He answered, but Felinciano wasn't convinced. The twin climbed up and sat with his brother on the branch. Watching his brother stifle his cries worried the younger twin; he knew that they were going to be separated, but he hoped that afterwards his brother call pull through.

"Ve~, don't worry," Feliciano said in an attempt to cheer his older twin up, "Once I'm done Ill come back, and I'll be with you from then on," Lovino looked up at him teary eyed.

"Promise?"

Feliciano laughed as he held out his pinky, "Pinky promise,"

That was the promise they made before Feliciano was sent way into a small village in Ursalia. Soon after the two parted, the king fell ill and died. I was unexpected, and by then Lovino was only six years old. Knowing that her son was unprepared for the responsibility left by the deceased king, she took the throne. However, she followed her husband's demise and died seven years later. The throne was left to thirteen-year-old Lovino, and it was when he took the throne that everything went wrong.

The young boy grew up to be a very spoiled king; his selfishness led to higher taxes to pay off his luxuries. With the taxes in place everything fell apart; the young prince, however, took no heed. For a year life fell apart in the kingdom of Italia; for the most part many people died within that year, either through starvation or through execution. Some of the people decided to revolt against the king, and as a result, they were all taken into custody and then executed via guillotine.

That was life in the new Italia, and it was not pleasant. At least, for the people that is. The prince lived in the finest luxuries spent from the taxes collected, and dined on exquisite foods from all over the kingdom. For Prince Lovino, now king, life was all he could ask for. However, upon the return of a certain servant boy, life soon spiraled out of control and into a story with no happy ending…

Here's it goes for a prologue, which I fell unhappy with...it seems rushed... Anywho, I should really be updating my other stories, but I want to try doing some Hetalia stories, and I want to try and get a hang of some of the characters before expressing other things. That led to this so there. Sorry for any OOCness; this is my first Hetalia fic, after all.

Yeah, the Story of Evil. A somewhat overused topic on Hetalia but it was either that, Kagerou Days, or an OC story. I want to avoid an OC story for some time, and I'm not sure what to do with the Kagerou Days topic...okay, I lied but I prefer this over that. Anyway, basic warning, I'll state it only once: I OWN NOTHING. Anyone who doesn't believe that is a total nutcase.

Also, I need a cover for this story. Anyone willing to offer, I'M ALL YOURS! (If you offer to draw/find a cover and succeed in doing so, I'll do anything you want, whether it's to write a oneshot or do something stupid)