A/N: Can you believe it? This is the last Big Brother chapter…wow. It feels like I've come so far with these little, precious moments. I love everybody who has read my story, reviewed, made this a favorite; heck, I even love you people who just read a chapter! This story is finally ending, and I thank all of you for reading these. I do not think that I did a great job on this story, and my writing could use a lot of improvement, but the fact that some of you stuck with me makes me so happy! Thank you, I am so grateful!
Blood and tears always power over our best memories. Countries have come and gone, and the ones that remain have suffered the most pain. They've raised other countries for the purpose of spreading their culture. Then, once that country is gone, the country they raised finds new land to carry on their legacy. Countless wars have been fought by countries to protect their young ones, and these acts shall never be forgotten, except by the young ones, who were too little to remember.
And the countries that have passed on eagerly wait for the day when their siblings will get to join them in an everlasting land of peace.
A/N: I feel like this was a weird and pointless ending. Please review on what you liked and disliked about this story, or what I need to work on. I love you all!