[I don't own hetalia]

[...I don't actually have anything to say... enjoy?]

The end has come, that they knew. The entire world was falling apart, literally being ripped to shreds by the viscous shaking of the violent earthquakes around every faultline, causing large tsunami's to sweep across islands, already killing millions. Volcanoes exploded, landslide fell, harsh winds blew and cities crumbled. The personifications knew the time had come and - in all honesty - they were ready to leave. It was the first day of the year 5000 and most nations had faded already. Sadness seemed to only hold onto the survivors of now, but everyone of them were happy to meet the end. They could see everyone again.

New Zealand mused over his years of life, his sickly face showed faint amusement. Due to water levels rising, the people of New Zealand moved further inland where they were higher above sea level. The rapid deterioration of his country caused a toll to his body and there was nobody there to help him, but it was fine. Every personification decided to stay in their own lands for the last night of life, but once the sunrise came, they were ready.

The first rays of sunshine raised, and New Zealand sat up. The sun marked the burning of the land and once it was done, not even ashes will remain. New Zealand laughed weakly and leaned against a lone wall in Gisborn where the sun would hit the world first, first to die in the apocalypse, how lovely. The orange flames darkened into a blood red and New Zealand could feel the air heat. He looked up at the warmly coloured sky and grinned,

"So be it, then."

FLASH!

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Australia saw smoke rising in the east, where New Zealand was. A bright red emerged and Australia sighed,

"See ya on the other side, mate."

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China leaned back and wondered how he lasted so long. He was from ancient times when even the Roman Empire was still alive and managed to outlive even the some of the younger nations. He couldn't believe how long it'd been. He reached a hand to the red light accepting what was to come,

"I'm too old for this, aru~"

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Veneziano laid on what was left of the streets of Rome, clutching Romano tightly to his chest. Romano was barely alive due to the destruction caused by the earthquakes and Veneziano wasn't much better due to the sinking of Venice, but both held out so they could watch the end together. Flames danced across the sky and the two cuddled closer,

"Ve~ It's so pretty…"

"Hm…"

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Austria limped down the streets and dropped next to a gravestone, glasses long forgotten. He chuckled at the oncoming doom. He rasped,

"I'm surprised I lasted longer than you, Prussia. When I'm on the other side, I'm going to rub it in your face."

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Iceland looked up at the everlasting dark cloud that closely followed the deadly sun. As he stroked his puffin he wondered how his brother was doing. Norway had faded over 1500 years ago due to his land unexpectedly falling apart. He couldn't wait to see him again. So, with a smile, he spoke to the sky,

"Get it over with…"

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Scotland fell into the dried grass where he would spend time with his brothers when they were younger. He missed them, so much. England and Ireland had died in 2907 when the water had risen to high, drowning them. Northern Ireland lasted another year before he finally let go. Wales had lasted much longer, until only a decade before this day, before finally fading as nobody stayed to take care of his economy.

Scotland was lonely, yes, but he was relieved. He could see his parents and brothers' again. His green eyes glared at the angry red ball in the sky,

"Took you long enough."

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America stood at the highest place left in his country as he watched the black cloud roll closer. The air around him was warm and it was amazing how he still managed to stand. He kept his hands place in his pockets and sighed and grinned wildly,

"I'll be the hero in the next life, for sure!"

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The sun spun, closing in on itself before it violent exploded. The end had come and gone. The personifications opened their eyes to find their loved ones staring at them in a green field. The end had truely come.