Sick #2

Czechia POV:
I saw... Nothing. Just dark. I heard a faint voice, rather similar to me but at the same time, it seemed so.. distant. Everything was dark. Black. I was in a void...
Am I dead? Is this the end? Did I actually kill myself? Am I that pathetic? No one even bothered to take the life of someone like me... Maybe they thought nature would take me out anyway...

Maybe it should... Maybe I'm better off dead.. I did a good thing, right? Protektorát and Slovak must be happy... Less worries for them. They won't have to deal with my fucked up mind.
Who are Protektorát and Slovak again?

Hm... Strange... I don't remember them. Why did I even come up with those names? Weird... And who am I again? Why was I so rude to myself earlier? Who am I to hate myself so much?

"You're our descendant, that's who." A voice rang in my ears and there was light again. Am I in heaven? Do I deserve to go to heaven?

No wait.. Why am I doubting myself? What's wrong with my mind? Nothing, right? Why don't I remember anything? Who's that voice?

"You're worse than we thought... We should've stepped in sooner..."  I heard a gentle voice now. It was a kind-sounding man and the previous one sounded kind too but less... Less gentle? Maybe?

"What happened to you...?"
That voice was strange... Different from others... A.. A woman maybe? Oh right. Why am I forgetting so much?

"We should've stepped in sooner but nooo, y'all wanted to wait." A hissy and maybe even young-sounding guy said.

"We wanted to too... But it's not possible.." The voice said sadly.

"Who are you people?! Why is it so dark here?! What's the deal?! Where am I?" I started to panic slightly.

I saw silhouettes of the voices. At least I think so...

There was a tall blue silhouette, a red silhouette, a light blue silhouette, a light red silhouette and a purple silhouette.
I also saw some others in the back but they seemed to avoid inclusion...

"Oh God... Chia, I missed you. I'm so sorry for leaving you" The purple silhouette cried out.

"Your voice is full of pain, kiddo... You alright?"  The hissy guy from earlier said, softer this time.

"You think he still feels the pain?" The woman asked and it seemed as if the light blue figure nodded to that.

"He probably does." A new voice said.

"Chia... Please, wake up... Do you remember anything?" The most frequent voice asked me.

"No... Who are you people?" I asked, my voice probably still laced with fear.

"Well, I'm your father. Czechoslovak Republic." The purple figure said and I blinked in surprise. "What?!"

"We're all your ancestors, child." Mr. Sweet voice which I presumed is tall blue silhouette said softly. "I'm one of your oldest ancestors, Great Moravian Empire. Great Moravia for short."

"Yeah. Nice to finally meet you, I suppose. Even though we would all be happier if we didn't meet so you were still alive and healthy on Earth. I'm your great grand mother, Duchy of Bohemia"
The female voice said.

"Indeed. Well, I am your grandfather - Kingdom of Bohemia"  The red silhouette said.
So he must be the woman's son..

"Yeah, I'm your grand-uncle, the name's Moravian Margravate."
The light blue silhouette said.

"You all are? And who are those people?" I asked about the silent silhouettes.

"They're more distant relatives. Duchies of Silesia, Bohemian Palatinate, Lower  Lusatia, Upper Lusatia, Glatz and even Egerland "

"You're not supposed to be here yet, Chia. Please, return to Earth... Before they get here..."

"They? Who's they?" I asked confused, looking at the silhouette of my father.

"The Germans... They're not here rarely and we're happy they didn't see you here yet."

"Leave, it's not your time to die yet"

"Good luck, dear"

"Be careful"

"Please, leave and don't return for quite the while. Go back. Wake up. Wake up. Wake up."

Wake up

Wake up

Wake up

Wake up







"Wake up, Chia!" I woke up to a strangely familiar voice. A man with a white-red-blue tricolor.

The other man with him had a white-blue-red tricolor. But... Who...

"Who- Who are you two?! Where am I?! Where's father and others?!"

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