Work Text:
"Hey buddy! How are you? Hope you're fine.- OH! Did you hear about the wolfs up north? They finally-..... R-Romania.. what's with the crowd..?" His voice run dry, eyes shrinking in alarm, "...Romania?", silver hair ruffled from the harsh wind, tears gathered at the corner of his eyes.
Romania inhaled a puff of smoke from a pipe, eyes blinking rapidly, as if he's holding back tears, lips trembling, he spoke, "..your reign ends now, vampire!" Strands of red hair fell to his face, obstructing others from viewing his eyes. "Today, we gathered, to capture this blood-sucking fiend, and purify him from the devil's influence!" Voice loud and clear, Romania's silver eyes glowed, straightening his posture. He points rudely to his friend- no. His enemy.
"YEAH!"
"PURIFY THE MONSTER!"
"RETURN HIM TO THE DEVIL WHERE HE BELONGS!"
Dumbfounded, but also relived, the silver haired male mumbles something under his breath that the crowd couldn't hear, but Romania can. "I.... I'm glad, you found your people."
An imaginary arrow strike Romania's heart, shattering it into pieces, falling onto his knees as G̶̣̝̬͓̗̑̆̄̾̇̄͆͊̐͝͝ͅr̸̡̭̭̜͔͍̥̙̬͛̂̑̀̈͝͝e̶͚̭̲̖͖͔̮̮̕͝ẹ̷͋̂͠č̵̨̢̨̨̣̘̱̘̻͓̤̎̈́̈͂̚e̷͑̑̔̋ ̶̥̙͕̖͉͇̊̄͋͑ is dragged through the mud, not resisting at all, no voice, no movement. He can't look at that hollow stare in Greece's red eyes. Just-
"...are you happy Roma?"
"My lord.. here's your afternoon tea." The sound of liquid pouring filled Romania's ears, a welcomed distraction from his chaotic mind. His.. faithful servant he trust dearly, Portugal. He hadn't thought that someone would worm their way in his soul, but she did. Roma cares for her as much as she cares for him. Unfortunately for Roma who wants to give her the world, Portugal choose to stay by his side rather than inhabit acres of land he gifted to her. Which warmed his ice cold soul. She remind him so much of his former friend, who he betrayed. But this time, he'll make it right.
Romania thanked her, elegantly grasping the handle of the cup, sipping the warm brew of tea, "Delicious, as always." He complimented, lips turning into a frown, he sighed, "You may leave, I know you want to visit that boy in Avifauna Empire."
Without needing to look, he could tell how flustered Portugal is, "I don't know what you are talking about."
He lifted up his palm, and a crystal ball is formed, showing Portugal making out with a man. "I suggest to not lie, you know how iffy I am about it. I'll even allow you to marry him in due time, but, he still has a wife. Remember that Portugal." Romania crush the crystal ball as it disintegrate into the air. Portugal grumbled, mumbling profanities at him. He chuckled, and ruffled her hair, ruining it, "But, stay loyal to me. Alright?" Red eyes shine, even if he adores her, Romania takes betrayal seriously. If she betrayed even ONCE, it's over. From square one.
Yes, he knows that it is a hypocrite move of him to do so, after all, he betrayed the only person who trust him more than his own life. Romania will never forget him.
"..sigh." Greece floats three centimeter above the floor, wings fluttering behind his back, a few stray white feathers scattered around him. He stares at the void in front, a few voices shouts from the void, Greece grimacing, "Asean, could you help me sort this out? I don't know how EU could handle all of these.. souls." The angel-vampire thing step back, feet touching the ground as a pair of hands gently push him aside.
"Consider it done. Oh, but, remember, you owe me a favor." Asean materialize a megaphone, grinning like a mad man, "I think i'll use the favour now. Go watch the mortals, i'll... round up these naughty souls." Cackling, Asean dive down bellow, into the void. Greece prayed for those poor unfortunate souls, who will be having a bad day due to the dragon's ruthlessness.
Like, seriously? He's the most bloodthirsty, sadistic psychopath Greece has ever met. Romania doesn't count, Greece died before Romania could do something evil. If he ignores that one time Romania threw him under the bus, and then, he's killed, and end up here.
Where is here? Well, they're in the upper realm. Himself, Asean, UN, and EU, have nearly complete control over this world, they are considered as deities. Other... creatures, controlled other dimensions and worlds. Greece doesn't know himself why he is chosen to be a deity, he's so pathetic its laughable. But, he's been doing his job well, and it is paperwork. Sometimes he wonders why UN always complains about it- its the easiest task ever.
Apparently, formal paperwork of their progress of the world needed to be submitted. To whom? Greece does not know. Oh, yeah, he knows modern technology. The others too. All because they can access worlds that are technologically more advance than their world, and boy, does that sting his pride.
Lips pursing, Greece let out an annoyed huff, "Fine, fine, i'll go mortal watching. Dingus.." he flew upwards, following where the wind is taking him. He doesn't know why UN and EU takes the stairs when they can levitate, why bother with it? Are they THAT bored? Nevermind. It is not any of his concerns. "Sadistic bastards.. hah. Hey, I wonder how he's doing.."
"Imperial."
"Netherlands."
Two men sat in their respective seats, Netherlands raise his foot over the other, his arm draped over the table beside him, looking cocky and smug.
Acting all regal and royal like, Imperial Japan purse his lips, clearing his throat politely, eyes narrowing at the dangerous individual across him. "As you remember us sending a message-"
"I have read it. I would appreciate it more if you gift me an unbroken specimen, its kind of rude to gave out broke toys you see?" Interrupting Imperial's statement, Netherlands place a hand under his chin, a mocking smile formed charmingly, a trained smile he perfected over the years. Netherlands remembered what those three send him. A human at the brink of death, only Soviet's power keeping it alive, controlling the soulless body to deliver a scroll at his doorstep. He is thankful that none of his children saw that body, only the gardeners did. "In addition to that.. how can I lend you MY daughter, when I haven't known her myself quite well? Respectfully, your highness. You must understand my predicament, as her father, I have the right to refus-"
"If I may interrupt, Netherlands stop with your rubbish. We all know what you need her for. I am here to ask to you to share her unique circumstances, it would benefit both parties." Imperial got straight to the point, making a few hand gesture for an immersive experience, "Besides, Soviet is due for another vessel, you are aware of her prowess, yes? You have slept with her before-" He stops to grin at Netherlands's rigid movement. "Did I struck a nerve? I am so sorry, maybe you shouldn't lie. I am not fond of liars." Something dark swirls behind his eyes, reliving a certain memory back when he was still alive.
"This is over. The discussion is done. I have the right to rema-"
"-ined silent, per the contract of all minor deities. But, I think you have forgotten, old friend.." Imperial lift one hand in front of him, a light engulfed his palm, "We control the gate between the spirit world and our realm. So.. have fun re-collecting more souls!" The light dash towards Netherlands, hitting him square in the face, "Oh yeah, thank you for the meals. Italia is pleased with the souls you collected, we thanked your contribution to our power."
The last thing Netherlands saw is Soviet's shoe flying closer to his vision.
"I want him dead." Soviet grumbled, kicking the dust that was Netherlands off of the chair, "Status report, Fascist is done. All of Netherlands' soul bank is gone, chained to Fascist's growing collection. Placed in individual glass cages in his room. Reich is with UN, discussing about our expanding territory. He wants to 'evenly distribute' lands- excuse me, realms. I believe he is anxious of us replacing him."
Imperial hums, tapping his fingers to his knee, closing his eyes to soak in the information, storing it inside his brain for later, "I do not know what UN's intentions for such an act, since there's not much of minor deities other than us and Netherlands. Ignore him. I expect Reich to maneuver the conversation and thus avoiding the inevitable."
Nodding at his answer, USSR excuse herself out from the exchange. Imperial sends her off with a wave.
Imperial sighed, messaging his temples, eyes glossy, "..I hope you're okay, son." He stare fondly to the distance, a small smile plastered upon his pale as porcelain face. If only his ex haven't stab him, Imperial would've stayed at his son side, watching him grow.
It's been over a decade, how he miss that little rascal's antics.. "You'll be home soon." A cruel smirk replacing his soft one, eyes gleaming with joy, "If I cant be there with you- i'll drag you here with me." Regardless of Japan's opinion, Imperial will have what he wants.