[Ever since he was a kid, Prussia has been good at playing on his own.

But here he's finding it very hard to do, spending his days wandering aimlessly and checking out rooms, getting into trouble every now and then but never so much that he can't get out of it. He is the awesome Prussia after all, and he never admits defeat and keeps fighting because that's what he was born to do. He's been fighting ever since he could stand on his own two feet.

But still. Even fighting gets boring after a while and for the moment he only wants to play around with someone or drink and have a good time.]

I'm fine with being on my own, damn it. I have a totally awesome time alone!!

[It's the usual thing he says to convince himself. Honestly he misses being able to go out and drink with his brother. Regardless of the war, West always found time to at least talk to him like a good little brother should. .. He was so cute...]

Damn it, West... Can't you come here too?

[Talking to himself might be weird, but if anyone hears, he'll just say that he's talking to Gilbird who's in his hair as usual.

At this rate, he would even be glad just to see Roderich. At least then he'd have someone to bother. Or Italy. He would be good too, he was so adorable.

Antonio and Francis would be awesome to have around. The trio reunited and awesome in a setting where the war wasn't separating them. It would've been amazing.]

Ugh...

[He can't even write chain letters or anything here. That would've been fun back home, just to piss the other nations off. Something like "those who read this will become pathetic"... But here, well, he doesn't really know anyone that well yet and he figures chain letters wouldn't be very popular here since there's weirder stuff going around.

Sighing, the albino drinks from his beer and then sighs. He's been practically living in the bar lately, not like he drinks enough to get drunk though. Getting drunk alone is pathetic and more England's thing than his.]

Damn it...

[A boy appears in the Nexus. He only appears to be around 15.]

...What?

[He blinks, his large, deep blue eyes widening in shock. What's going on here? Where is he? Was this another part of this fake place to test him? Axel had never mentioned anything like this before disappearing...]

Hello?

[Any wanderer to come by will probably look at the large item in his hand with confusion. It's a giant key. This wasn't exactly something you say everyday. Well, at least to people not of this boy's world... which was most likely everyone here.]

((come bother Roxas :3))

[Lucian slowly opens his eyes. He doesn't feel the liquid silver clogging his veins anymore, and there is no burn in his chest from the silver bullets that Kraven shot him with.

He is very sure that he can not be alive anymore. He already survived longer than he should have.

Also, he is in a hallway that he has never seen before, just lying on the ground, and none of his men are around. Slowly, he gets on his feet. He looks down on himself. His shirt has bullet holes and is smeared with blood, and he is dirty as ever, but he feels healthy.]

Afterlife is an office building? [He says it to himself as he starts walking. He finds himself thinking that all the religions apparently got it pretty wrong in their versions, if this is really heaven or, more appropriate for someone as him, hell. Then again, who could have guessed this?]

Things had not been awesome lately. Actually, things had pretty much started going downhill after World War 1. Needless to say, Prussia hadn't been at his most awesome for quite some time and he'd even refused to join West for dinner, preferring to retreat to his bedroom. Prussia never pulled back in a fight, he was there to win, but some things were just no longer in his awesome hands. West was managing on his own and he was being pushed down by West's leaders, so he was pretty much just there. His Leader... He was more like a puppet.

The albino was sure Old Fritz was rolling over in his grave.

So, instead of letting his mood drop further down, he had decided on getting some rest. But when he woke up, he found himself somewhere unfamiliar, and arched an eyebrow as he headed out from the room he had woken up in and into a hallway, looking around. A part of him was glad he hadn't bothered to remove his SS Panzer uniform before taking a nap, because wandering around in his pajamas would not have been awesome. A chirp behind him made him glance back, before he turned and grinned. Should've known that if there was someone who would never leave him, it was Gilbird.

"Gilbird! Awesome!" He cheered, leaning down to pick the yellow fluffball up, holding the small bird in his hands. "Hey Gilbird, do you know where we are?" He asked, frowning a little when the bird simply chirped at him and tilted his head. "Mm. You have no idea either, huh?" He said, before putting the tiny creature on his head to let him nest in his hair.

"Well... I guess it's time to explore then."