She tore out her heart during The Polish-Lithuanian Commonwealth. She remembered the day when she lost faith in her people, humanity, and most importantly ЁC she lost faith in herself, while ripping out her heart : which was covered with the red blood of a Belarusian, flowing directly to the loose earth, where she buried it. With a feeling of complete emptiness inside her, she went home to this miracle worker and he never saw her face suffering again.
Poland. He was just a normal sissy now, and he still had some of his arrogance, but Belarus didn't care, because her existence was a normal cycle of pain and suffering, only to a lesser extent than it had been in her bloody past.
She had always known that she was expendable to the neighboring countries; her Brother and sister were among them, trying to Annex her to their territory. Her brother Ivan was a rare bastard, whom this land idolized for many glorious and bloody battles, but for Natalia, he will forever remain an invader, a destroyer of her native language, which he wanted to replace with his own, and not just replace, but also expose her people for his, which prompted Natalia to curse and hate him for the rest of her life.
She may not have a heart, but she will never be able to forgive those who caused her pain and suffering when she was a naive child