Mainly a Hetalia blog, but you will also find Homestuck, Avatar, the Avengers, Sherlock, and anything else I find interesting.
THIS COMMERICAL TAKES LIKE THE BIGGEST TURN FOR THE WORST EVER AND I DON’[T LIKE IT
OH MY GOD
YOU GUYS THIS IS AN ACTUAL COMMERCIAL
So, Is everyone enjoying the Olympics? :)
((THIS IS YOUR ONE AND ONLY GORE WARNING. Takes place during the Korean War.))
Every step could be his last.
Or relative last, he supposed.
Nations couldn’t really “die” per se. Not permanently. But that didn’t mean they couldn’t suffer the pain and terror of death. Any nation could die at any time—the only difference was that instead of an end to the pain with their death, they would be resurrected to live again and to experience death again at another time.
Of course, almost any quick death could be a blessing to a nation. It was when they were critically injured but not killed that things got messy.
Alfred had been sent to deliver a message to a group of South Korean’s trying to hold their line deep in the mountains. It was a sort of message they couldn’t risk getting intercepted by radio, so it had to be delivered in person. The area was crawling with armed North Koreans and South Koreans alike, their forms ducking behind trees and slipping through the forest like shadows under the cover of the early morning haze. Despite the risks, Alfred was more likely to emerge from the mission with a few bullet wounds and alive than the average soldier due to his added nation resilience. But it wasn’t enemy soldiers he was worried about.
It was the land mines.