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As promised, the filler chapter is here! =D Here's some insights on Iceland, Norway and Denmark and Macau! Hope you like~ ____________________________________________________________________________________ -Chapter 9.5 ~ The Last Judgement- |Iceland’s POV| Back in Scandinavia and in the Nordic house, Iceland had his face buried in his pillow. His face is already stained with all the tears he had cried out to be point he would run out of energy and cry no more. He was exhausted from the crying and his breathing was strained from his face mashed into his pillow. It had already been nearly four days since he last spoken to his best f

(Y/n) smiles when she wakes up as it’s two of her best friends’ birthday and one of them also happens to be her crush. She’s wanting this party to be one of the best parties that she’s thrown, so of course, she recruited America and Prussia to decorate, knowing that they’re good with throwing parties. They’ll be arriving shortly after breakfast, so (Y/n) stands up and runs to get dressed, excited for the day. She dresses in an outfit that’s styled in a Chinese style, glad that the outfit is as comfortable as it looks. She heads downstairs to have breakfast and eats quickly. She hears a knock on her d

The morning of Iceland’s birthday is much like any other for the couple. Hong Kong, as usual, gets out of bed a few hours before his other half and heads outside to meditate. Warm rays of sunlight and a gentle breeze comfort him, causing a small smile to appear on his face. The angle of the sun’s light affects the time that he finishes, the male standing up and heading back inside. His path leads to the kitchen, where he begins to prepare two mugs, one of coffee and one of tea. As he works, a soft melody falls from his lips, him taking care not to wake Iceland too early. Automatically continuing well-practiced movements, Hong Ko

“Maybe it just wasn’t meant to be…” Leon mumbles to himself, sinking down onto a park bench. A quick glance at his watch shows that it’s scant hours until his seventeenth birthday, one that spells tragedy for him. Everyone in the world has a soulmate but a person reaches their seventeenth birthday without meeting their soulmate, they die. Sad fate, I know, but there’s at least one good thing that’s supposed to help find your soulmate. Whenever you get within a close radius of your soulmate, a red string will appear around your pinky finger, connecting to the soulmate’s pinky. However, Leon has