A/N: hey people!

I had this saved for a while, I just needed to put things in order and make sure everything was alright.

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"Ludwig come on." Frederick coaxed. "Come out with me and let's take a walk through the gardens. It's a beautiful day."

Ludwig didn't say anything nor did he turn to his face his father.

"Ludwig you're starting to scare me." Frederick said quietly. "And your grandmother."

He didn't even more.

"Ludwig please."

Finally Ludwig spoke.

"Leave me alone." he said quietly.

Frederick flinched lightly. "Ludwig."

"Leave me alone."

"Oh I know that look really well." Prussia said coming from Ludwig behind.

Ludwig ignored him.

"Right now. You're thinking about suicide. Sword through your throat. Bullet into your temple. Drown yourself at the river." he said glancing at the direction of the river that they could hear faintly. "I've seen that look before. Word to the wise though. It won't work. Every wound will heal. You'll die for a moment but you'll come back."

Prussia turned and started back towards the castle. He paused for a moment. "I know you hate me, and trust me I don't exactly feel warmly towards you, but listen to this. Accept who you are. Accept that you are a nation, a personification. Because if you don't. You'll go insane."

At this Ludwig did turn to the other.

"What?"

Prussia grinned. "Oh so that got your attention huh? You'll. Go. Insane."

"Why?"

"Denying who you are. Not allowing it to fully come into being. Not listening to everything that is being told to you." Prussia said. "All that. I've seen it happen once actually. Not a pleasant sight."

Ludwig narrowed his eyes.

"Why on earth?" he hissed. "Should I listen to you?"

Prussia grinned once more. He leaned in close to Ludwig until they were merely centimeters apart.

"Do you have a choice?"

Ludwig moaned in pain as he shifted on the bed. He shivered from cold and threw the blankets off of him from the heat. He gave a small gasp of pain and started violently as he grabbed his sheets.

He opened his eyes and sat up. He pressed the palm of his hands into his eyes and shivered slightly. When he covered himself with the blanket he pulled it off. It was too hot with the blanket yet too cold to be without it.

A hand touched his shoulder and a warm and somehow familiar voice asked him "Are you alright?"

Ludwig started once more as he turned to the direction of the voice. A teenager wearing black robes stood there staring down at him, eyes filled with concern.

"How did you get in here?" Ludwig demanded.

The teenager chuckled slightly. "I simply came. I had a need to talk with you young prince."

Ludwig shifted on his bed as another shiver of pain passed through him. The teenager sat next to him keeping his hand on Ludwig's shoulders comfortingly.

"Who are you?" Ludwig finally asked.

The teenager smiled. "I am the Holy Roman Empire young prince."

Ludwig blinked as he shook his head. "The Holy Roman Empire was dissolved."

Holy Roman Empire nodded. "I know, I am what you would call a ghost."

Ludwig glanced at the hand on his shoulder. "If you are a ghost how is it that I can feel you?"

Holy Roma chuckled lightly. "I am not a ghost in that sense, I am dead but to those that I wish they can see me and I can touch them."

"Why are you here?" Ludwig asked.

"I wished to see my heir." Holy Roma said simply.

"Your heir?"

He nodded. "You are the heir to my lands. You are my descendent that shall take my place and finally succeed where I had failed."

"In uniting the German speaking lands." Ludwig said.

Holy Roma nodded. "Precisely."

Ludwig turned away and lay back down on his bed. "I am sorry but I must refuse."

"Such a stubborn boy; that will work well for you in the future."

"Go away."

Holy Roma laughed. "Trust me young prince, you need my advice here."

"Why would I want your advice if it leads me to where I don't want to go?" Ludwig asked.

Holy Roma sighed. "In our lives, be it human or nations, we always have free will and the right to make a choice that we believe will be best for us. However and unfortunately this is not one of those times. You do not have a choice. The land has chosen and it has chosen you. You do not have the option of turning away from this."

"Or otherwise I go insane." Ludwig said. "Prussia told me."

Ludwig saw Holy Roma nod from the corner of his eye. "I am truly sorry for the pain that is being caused to you. However there is a way to get rid of this pain."

"How?"

"This is caused by you rejecting who you are." Holy Roma explained. "Because you are rejecting who you are and not accepting the ties you have the land has done this. It would happen either way however if you had accepted it there would be minimal pain. You need to go to the capital of your lands and establish the connection to stop this pain."

"I don't want to be this." Ludwig whispered.

"You don't have a choice." Holy Roma whispered back. "And now there is something else."

Holy Roma leaned down and whispered into his ear. "If you do not accept this, you have a week to live."

Ludwig turned to where Holy Roma was only to find an empty room once more.

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