REWRITING THIS AS DEAR FRANCIS. I UPDATE ABOUT ONCE A WEEK-ONCE EVERY TWO WEEKS. A long time ago, back in what you know as the Renaissance Age, that is where my heart lies. It never left and never again did I fall in love. I would've and almost did, but something held me back. That something is a memory. A memory of the boy I loved. Sadly, I remember no more of his name than his first. ... Arthur. Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia, any pictures, or any anime if I mention them. Also, I am incapable of saying how much is true and how much is fake, reincarnation wise, at least. That's up to you.