I followed close behind older brother in to town, keeping a close eyes on him. I know that brother could take care of himself, but I can't help, but feel a little worried; after all it France was the one who'd killed me.

When I sawn brother stopped at the corner of a giant building, we waited there for a while, until we heard France's voice calling out to brother.

"Guttentag, awesome friend!" said brother, as France walked up next to him.

Seeing France's face again, kind of made me feel both angry and frighten at the same time. The last time I saw that face was right after I had my final battle and he dug his sword right though my chest. One of his followers shown a dimly, lit lantern on his a face, telling him about his other tropes, that's when I saw it, right through the intense pain, the face of my killer, leaving me like a broken unwanted tool. Honestly I don't know if anybody else noticed my body lying on the ground that night; for I had died and went to other world shortly after, France and his follower left. I know that much like human, counties can change over time, but what happen that night, still haunts me.

Just then, I head France saying "Bonjour, mon ami!" brining me out of my thoughts. "Sorry, but I had some things that came"

"It's alright awesome friend, let's go!" brother said.

"Oui" said France, as he and brother left.


As I followed them heading in and out of several buildings I noticed that they were getting a ton of beautiful flowers, some buckets, scrubbing brushes, and two pairs of thick looking gloves. I think they were getting all those stuff for a woman. "Oh, gosh! Please don't tell me that they are going to try get a woman's attention with those?" I thought to myself.

They kept on walking, until brother asked "Hey, France? Let's sit down and take a break for a while?"

"Oui" replied France.

They then went took a seat at a nearby, elongated, metal chair. They both sat quietly, until France said "It sure is a splendid day isn't it, mon ami?"

Brother looking he was deep in thought for moment said "Ja" He then looked at France making something of some of the flowers got and asked "Hey what are you doing anyways?"

"Oh, I' am just making a few decorative stuff? If you want, I can show to make them?"

Brother hesitated for a moment, until he said "Okay"

France then handed some flowers and shown him, how to make the stuff.


At first wasn't doing so well at first, but after a while his stared a bit like France's. Just as he was about start another one, some women took noticed on what they were doing and giggled a little. This caused France to make a flirtatious pose, while brother blushed a little and turned his head way from them, until they left.

As France waved to them, brother sigh and said "Well, I think it about time we awesomely get going, again?"

"Oui" France replied.

They both gotten up, grab their items, and left.


They kept on walking; soon we were out the town and went into a forest. As I followed them in deeper into forest I suddenly began to feel an intense wave of sadness and regret come over me, with the feeling I had been here before. "What is this place?" I wondered. I don't what was causing it, I didn't know this place and there were for me to sad or regretful at the moment. All I know about this place was that it raised more questions, the deeper we went in.

At that moment, my eyes began to get all watery, but I held it in.

Just then, they came face to face with a worn out large stone, pillar shape imbedded in the ground. As soon as they gotten closer the pillar, France spoken up "It looks like someone has clean it recently?"

"Ja, awesome; that means less work of us" said brother.

"Oui" France said, as he and brother went to work on the on the stone.

Behind a tree from a far off distance, I saw them working hard on the stone, cleaning it with the scrubbing brushes and bubbling water. It was strange seeing brother working so hard on something that didn't benefited him in some way.

As soon as they moved I noticed the pillar had a decorative design, cross, something written on it. "Could this be someone's grave?" I question. "If so, then who's?"

They kept on working, until France stopped working, took a sigh, and said "Mon ami, I 'am sorry for what I done to the Holy Roman Empire"

I was honesty really surprised; when I heard my name mention, even more surprised at the fact that France of all people saying, he was sorry for he done to me.

Brother looking at the stone sigh and said in a frustrated tone "France we had already gone over this! I should be the one saying sorry, not you"

"But, mon ami"

"Look, I don't blame you for what happen, okay I should've been out there night looking for him that night, instead of thinking he could make it;"

At that moment, older I saw older putting his head down and appearing like he was crying a bit, but I couldn't tell for certain. Suddenly, I couldn't take any more. I turn my head away and cried, thinking "No, brother. I should be the one saying sorry; after all, I was one begin foolish, thinking I could take on anybody all by myself!"

Just then, I heard brother saying "Thank you France, for helping me in making his tombstone. I really appreciate it;"

"Wait! Could the grave here be mine?" I thought to myself. "That explains, why I was feeling sad and regretful?" I'd heard when spirits comes within a certain distance of their body, they would feel remains of the emotions that was left, when they died, but I didn't anticipated that I would return to my body.

Soon I was brought out of thoughts, when I heard France saying "You're welcome, mon ami. Now, let's finished this. Shall we?"

"Ja" I heard brother said, followed by the sound of them getting back to work.