This is taking forever... BTW, There are two Egypt's, The Upper Nile, based on a new design, and Lower Nile, based on the Original design. Oh, And Jiangsu is Genderbent China, AKA Shanghai.

It was that time of the year to see Sumer's good friend, Indus. Wait, Sumer's ONLY friend.

Indus's house was a small house made of clay, and was a strange house. It was shaped differently, but, like the others, flooded often.

It took an a lot of time to get to each other, but after walking thousands of miles, they were within an arm's distance from each other. "Indus, what are you doing?" Sumeria asked.

"That weird Chinese girl made me make all these dolls and figurines! She's going to give me money if I complete at least 320 million!"

"What are you at bro?" Sumer asked. He then looked at what Indus had created. Millions of dolls and figurines lay on the ground, some colored brightly, some with giant teeth, some with square pants.

"I finally finished!" Indus exclaimed. He gave a look of pride to the air, for he had challenged the impossible and won.

Suddenly, Jiangsu appeared, in a giant explosion of smoke.

"Aru! You finished all of them!" she squealed.

"Who Are you and how the hell did you just appear right in front of my face!" Sumer yelled. He then began choking on the smoke, which fouled his throat and lungs.

She ignored him. Jiangsu looked at Indus.

"Sorry, but your competitor finished them faster! At double the speed!" she exclaimed.

"WHAAAAAAAAAAAAT!" Indus yelled.

She pointed at Jomon, who, despite all odds, everyone could see thousands of miles away.

Jomon had a near dead look on his face, and barely stumbled into his house.

"Ah! Too much work!" He yelled, and somehow, Indus could still hear from far away. He locked himself, and placed a sign near his window reading: DO NOT ENTER. RECOVERING FOR THE NEXT HUNDRED YEARS.

"Great," Indus retorted, "You made Jomon go into isolationist mode again."

"Bye-Bye!" She said, before throwing smoke to the ground. She disappeared in another blaze of smoke, and China's great legacy of air pollution had just began.

Sumeria choked even more.

"What will I do with all my works now!" Indus asked.

"Ak-ak-uh-ak" Sumeria choked.

"Great help you are." Indus glared at him, and went inside his house, while Sumer was still choking.

The next day… (And yes, Sumer survived)

Sumeria walked along the road. He wondered what Indus did with the figurines he had spent so much time making. Maybe he could buy a few off his hands.

Suddenly, He arrived at the small hut that was the Indus Valley Civilization. He opened the door. He was surprised to find Indus bowing to the figurines.

"What… are you doing?" Sumer asked.

"I had an enigma last night." Indus had a sick, crazy look on his face, with his mouth wide open.

"What?" Sumer asked again. This time, he backed away three steps.

"Don't you hear them? The gods?"

"…" There was a long pause.

"They ask you for your loyalty." Indus clarified.

"Uh…"

"The female gods ask you to take your shirt off."

Sumeria backed away from Indus. "WHOA Man! This is real life, not some perverted Yaoi fanfic! I'm out!" Sumer paused and then turned. "Wait, will they pay me?"

"Do you take Hindumon cards?"

"I'm out! I'm coming back when you make some new invention!" Sumer yelled.

"Wait! Sita wishes to please you!"

Mesopotamia ran. "Ahh! Run!"

Maybe he should come back in a few thousand years when things weren't so messed up.

Indus looked at his hands. "Well… Indra has blessed me with these hands… Behr-he-he-he…

The sun set. The valley began to flood again, but this time, with the wisdom bestowed upon him from his wonderful gods, he would be the master, instead of the victim of the waters.

And thus, Hinduism was born. Don't worry. Indus will get professional help soon.

Didn't mean to offend anyone here... don't worry, there's more satire to be found. I'm working on a character sheet for the middle east, but creating new characters takes time.

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