Walking was a basic need, he knew. Walking, walking. Walking through a stylized world. It was time that he came to destroy this world. After all, if Alfred figured out that there were other timelines, well...
He sighed, tying up blond hair. It would get in his way otherwise. Bad thing about this power, he never got grief seeds out of the timelines be destroyed. Alfred the Great would have a million, surely. After all, if a magical girl or boy touched his cape, they were instantly turned into a minion.
Sighing again, he wondered, wondered what could have made his Alfred become so corrupted? It was sad to see, really. He could see his desperation to save the world, even in this mangled form. He always had that, even as a kid...
But he could worry about that when he got to a timeline that wasn't about to be destroyed. Summoning his pick, he jumped. Feeling the space about him, he closed his eyes, concentrated on the line of time in front of him;
And swung. And instantly, it cracked under his ice pick like the frost it was conventional for. And it shattered.
He opened his eyes and untied his hair, looking at the lines of time all around him. And he went to a new one, a more hopeful one.
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Puera Magi Hetalia Magica!
FanfictionAn human AU where the axis and allies are offered to become magical boys. More emotional than it seems XD This is mostly a book of one shots about the characters, but it has a basic storyline.
