Author's Note- Hey everyone, welcome to the next chapter of this experiment. I know that I am primarily focusing on countries that are off the beaten path, but I couldn't resist throwing in a chapter about Prussia. But before we get to that, thank you to Guest for reviewing. I have added Malaysia to the line up.

Disclaimer- I still don't own Hetalia, though I am from Prussian decent so I do have a little bit of a connection to this story.

A Time to Die

The year was 2093 and the personification of the former nation of Prussia was staring at the ceiling. As far as ceilings went, it was a particularly boring one. It was flat and painted sterile white. The walls and sheets were in the same color of white, a medical white reminded the dying nation of hospitals. The only splashes of life in the room were the beautifully polished hardwood floor, the vase of blue cornflowers that was placed on the simple bookshelf in the corner, and of course the sleeping form of Germany who was sprawled on the chair next to his bed.

The sight of the sleeping nation made Prussia smile. During the day Germany was a powerful, headstrong nation who was respected as an international leader, but by night it was easy to still see the timid little boy he had been in his youth. Prussia had many found memories of the blond nation as a child. He remembered all of the days teaching the younger nation about politics and defense, then comforting the him at night when the dark or the illness that commonly attacked young nations made it difficult for him to sleep. Sadly things it appeared that things come full circle. It was now Germany's responsibility to comfort an ailing parent.

Everyone knew that Prussia was dying. Three months ago, he had collapsed in the middle of a world meeting. When he had tried to get back to his feet he had discovered he could no longer feel or move his legs. He could still remember the serious looks that the older nations gave each other when Germany had carried his broken body out of the building.

After a week of living with paralyzed legs it became clear things were getting worse. The lack of feeling was slowly traveling up his spine and his toes were an unnatural blue. Some of the older nations started to argue that Prussia would be most comfortable in a care facility where his needs would be taken care of. America and Canada both offered up him access to their hospitals.

Canada's offer had been particularly tempting, but Germany wouldn't hear of it. He had insisted that Prussia would come and live out the rest of his home. Prussia had tried to fight it, but his brother insisted. That is how he found himself spending his last few days laying in an unfamiliar bed in a well built house overlooking a forest.

Since the day Prussia moved in, most of the world's nations had come by the little room that Germany given him in the quiet corner of the house. A few of his closest friends such as Spain, France, and Hungry, would come by every other week or so to 'catch up.'

Regardless of who came to visit, they all ignored the elephant in the room. The never discussed the fact that nations didn't die the same way that humans did. They refused to acknowledged that a nation only died when there was no one left to consider themselves a citizen, as their population dwindled the nation would slowly lose their connection with the physical world. Gradually they would become almost like a ghost, translucent, a shadow of their former selves. When they finally let go there they didn't leave a corpse to bury. No the only bones a nation left behind were broken ruins and garbage heaps of the lost civilizations. The only stories of their existence were footnotes in textbooks and paragraphs in rarely read historical volumes.

Despite the fact that every nation that came to visit refused to admit that Prussia was slowly dissolving into thin air, he fully admitted it to himself. Every night he recognized the fact that his connection with the living world was getting more and more brittle. He knew that sooner or later it would snap. But every night as he felt death trying to pull him from this earth he would look over at Germany and fight to hold on just a little longer. It wasn't that Prussia was afraid to die, he just wasn't ready to say goodbye…

Historical Note- The history of Prussia, like a lot of Europe during the Middle Ages, is a complicated one. Through its history it controlled areas of modern day Poland, Russia, Germany, Ukraine, Denmark, and pretty much all of Lithuania and Belarus. Most historians consider its official beginning of the country to be in 1308 when the Teutonic Knights conquered the former region of Old Prussia. Due to its strong military capability and leadership the Prussian Empire lead most of the German speaking world through 1918. By 1932 Prussia was effectively abolished, in 1947 the country was officially dissolved. Despite this Prussia still has an impact today especially through food. For example the Potato Pancake was first created as a Prussian street food. Today it can still be found throughout Prussia's historic range.

End Note- Well if you enjoyed it let me know. Also if there are any particular countries you would like spotlighted, tell me and I will try to work them into the schedule.

Next Chapter- A Time to Plant- The fertile ground between the Tigris and Euphrates rivers was the birth place of many of the world's staple crops. It was here that wheat and barley, peas and lentils were domesticated. For thousands of years this area of the world had been on the cutting edge of agriculture, but in the wake of war Iraq was now struggling to learn how to feed his people again.