Failure

The soothing lull that had once resounded with brillance around me had been taken away and replaced by the overwhelming stench of death. No matter what I would do, what I could do, I could not change any of the events that would follow. No matter how many times I went back over and over and over again, nothing could be achieved. Ever. My mind, heart, and soul had been damaged beyond repair, been stretched too far too many times. Everything in me wanted to scream with pain. Even though I was in no physical pain, my mental pain was pure agony.

I had failed the people that I had come with. I had failed them. They couldn't remember why I'd failed them, or the dozens of other times we were in the same predicament. Because I had decided to travel back in time over and over and over again, I had to lie to them. They had no idea what I was doing. They had no idea that I had gone back over and over and over again to the point where I was forgetting my past life. I even forgot how I met... what was his name again? I can't seem to remember... All I can remember is that I loved him. And he left.

But I had failed so many people, so many nations...

Alfred F. Jones, the personification of the United States of America.

Arthur Kirkland, the personification of England, or since his brothers refused to come to any meetings, the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland.

Francis Bonnefoy, the personification of France.

Matthew Williams, the personification of...Canada...Wait, who?

Ivan Braginski, the personification of Russia.

Yao Wang, the personification of China.

Gilbert Beilschmidt, the personification of the nonexistant nation Prussia. I'm glad he survived when his nation was abolished. I think it may have something to do with the fact that his capital city still stands as part of Russia...maybe?

Kiku Honda, the personification of Japan.

And, oh God, I had failed Ludwig Beilschmidt. Otherwise known as the personification of Germany.

If you're wondering about me... I'm Feliciano Vargas, the personification of Northern Italy. And I have failed every person I've ever cared about.