AN: *Subtle shy laugh* You can totally not guess where I'm going with this hmm? So yeah, up next will be who I wonder? *hint-hint* There are two more left. Anyway, I don't have much to say or apologize for this time, enjoy~!

Nihon

Suman, ore ga warukatta.

I'm sorry. It was my fault.

It's too late to say I'm sorry. No one will listen to me, no one will care for a killer that hurt his brothers, his sisters, his family and friends. I thought I was doing the right thing. That's what they told me! The generals, the nobility, the people, the soldiers! All of them! They all told me that it was what we were supposed to do and I listened. We were entitled to kill them all, to hurt them, to treat them like they weren't even human...because we were better than them.

We are the superior. We will rule the world with as the Empire of the Rising Sun.

Why did I obey so blindly? Why did I listen to them? I shouldn't have listened to them, I shouldn't have done anything they told me to do! These hands... slaughtered hundreds, wounded so many more. But most of all, with these hands, I hurt my brother.

Why did he have to say that? Why did he have to tell me those stupid words!

I love you.

I'm sorry. Please forgive me, I'm sorry! I love you too. I loved you then, but I wasn't thinking. My head was only filled with those thoughts of killing and murder and getting rid of anyone that wasn't us! Everyone that wasn't Yamato, everyone was inferior to us, to me didn't matter, you didn't deserve to live! How could I have thought that I was better than any of them? China. You were my family, I loved you. I still love you. Can you forgive me? You can't forgive me. I remember once I told you something.

You were covered in blood. In my hand I held the katana that sliced your arm and then across your chest, on the blade red dripped down to the floor. But why? I wasn't aiming for you... was I? No, there was Taiwan... and Hong Kong and Korea? I was angry. Why was I always so angry? There was shouting and screaming and crying and I couldn't even hear myself think. I didn't know what was going on anymore! I couldn't control myself. Why was I so angry? At Taiwan? At Hong Kong? At Korea? At any one or everyone? I didn't know! I just knew... I had to hurt somebody. But... you were there too, China. Why were you there?

You shouldn't have been there!

Why did you push him out of the way? Why did you sacrifice yourself to protect them? You must have known it only meant more pain for you, but you still stood in the way. Why did you do that? It was because you loved them. But for me, I told you... No one can love me, not anymore.

Even then I still understood, I still knew that my actions would change the history of this world, it would tear the people I loved away from me. I knew that… no one could love me. Love wasn't important anymore. I didn't care. I didn't care if I lost everything, because I believed I had the world to gain. But the world would never replace a family, a brother... A bond that I broke myself. I have no excuse for what I did. I might have gained the everything I thought I wanted, but in the end I only pushed away everything, everyone that truly mattered to me.

I get up to look outside the window. The city is empty, void of any life. Gray clouds cover the sky, a slow steady rain has kept all inside. My hand goes to my side, to the hilt of the katana. I unsheathed the blade, holding it front of my eyes. Dark irises stare back at me in the blade's reflection. Behind, drops of water run down the glass. It reminds me of teardrops.

I see him in front of me again. China…on his knees and begging me to stop, covered in blood and injuries I caused. But I'm not listening to him, the blade is in my hand, my knuckles numb from how hard I'm gripping on the handle. I raise it the steel to his neck, but he doesn't move. His lips move, he saying those meaningless words again! I love you. I didn't listen.

Why didn't I listen?!

My own voice breaks the lonely silence surrounding me, followed by the clanging of metal on the floor. The drum of the rain continues on the building and window. I look down to find the sword laying in floor in front me, before the window. Two eyes, dark and… sad, look back at me from the metal. The tears come slow, but soon I'm crying like the rain.

I fell to my knees, holding myself in loneliness and confusion. Outside, the constant rain will never stop. This world has become something that I never wanted. Something that's selfish, terrible, changed in so many ways I can't begin to count. It's almost like it's been broken beyond repair, almost like... me.

What did I want in the first place? To rule the world? To be the best? To become the high and mighty superior?! To be the one and only empire in Asia? But right now...I want a shoulder to cry on. I want brothers and sisters to laugh and smile with me at stupid jokes and old fairy tales! I want someone to tell me that they still love me, even after all the horrible things I did. I... just want my family back.

But no one can love me... Not anymore.

I whisper the words to myself. But it doesn't matter... because no can hear me. I'm alone, I always have been alone. When I made that choice to start that war, I made the choice to be alone. Germany... Italy... Are you feeling the same thing? You're both so far away from me, why do you have to be so far away?! Looking back I know we all changed so much, but why? We were selfish. We were insane. We turned into monsters that we couldn't recognise ourselves. I turned into someone, I didn't even know. I'll say those words again, for myself, for all of us. No one will ever know them, but it doesn't matter.

Suman, ore ga warukatta.

I'm sorry. It was my fault.