Through Nation's Eyes (Under Repairs)

Diagonal European Trial

The nations finally finished dinner in an uncomfortable silence. They had one last set of memories to go through before they went to bed.

The room was tense. With only small conversations here and there.

The nations finally finished flooding into the Journal Room. They stood around for a bit before the next memory began.

Slavia was standing around in a forrest. She was holding Feliks and Katyusha. Ivan, Natalia, Boris (Bulgaria), Hedvika (Czechia), and Jakub (Slovakia) were all standing around her.

All of the other Slavic children were playing in the surrounding forest. Slavia watched them play.

"Mamo, is something wrong. You haven't been smiling as much recently." Feliks asked.

The surrounding children overheard Feliks's question and stopped whatever they were doing to listen to the conversation.

"Hm, I guess I have no choice but to tell you, it's far to close to put off any longer." Slavia muttered.

"Hm? What do you mean?" Katyusha asked.

"I will explain. Children, all of you come over here! This is important." Slavia called.

She looked down towards the children with a painfully saddened look. The sudden change in their mother's mood startled the children.

"Мама?" The young Russian asked, concerned for his mother.

"Children, listen to me. Do you remember what I told you about what happens to nations?"

"Do you mean when they fade?" Mirlinda (Albania) asked in a hushed tone.

"Yes, that is why I have been much more somber as of late. I will fade soon." Slavia stated.

The young nations realized what she had just revealed to them. Within just minute, all the of the children had started to cry at varying amounts and running to their mother. They clung to her like she were to disappear at any moment.

"N-No, momma, you can't fade! What will do without you here?!" Ivan cried.

"Ivan, Katyusha, Natalia, listen. I want you three to stay with Keivan Rus. He will take care of you."

"What about the rest of us mamina?" Jakub asked through sobs.

"I want the rest of you to stick together. Do the most you can to take care of each other. Promise me, you will do as I tell you."

"Mother-" Janez (Slovenia) began.

"Janez, I need you to go back to Balkan, with your other Balkan siblings, please." Slavia pleaded.

"I... alright." Janez conceded.

The memory finally changed once again. Slavia was in the same forest surrounded by her children. It was clear she had already begun to fade.

The children were all crying, either clinging onto their mother, or standing nearby.

"I'm sorry my children, I can't stop this. However, I know you are all strong. Please keep that strength, even after I've faded." Slavia smiled with tears sliding down her cheeks.

The children promised to her that they would do as she told them. They clung to her as she finally finished fading away, leaving her children on the soft ground. Their tears fell like rain as they watered the ground under them.

Though out of of sight, her voice could be heard by the nations one last time.

"I have a bad feeling about Volya and Blagoslav.