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Here comes the King. Prussia-centric

chapter title: Here Comes the King
Characters: Gilbert Wellschimdt (Prussia)
Rating: Orange
FOOTNOTES One-shot / Introspective / History
Disclaimer: characters, places and habits are the property of Sensei Himaruya; the writing and situations are my property.

. Here comes the King.

Perhaps in this place lies some forgotten hero once pregnant with celestial fire; hands that could hold
the scepter of empire, or wake to ecstasy the file vibrant life. [...] To arouse the applause of the Senate to listen, to disregard the threats of pain and destruction, spreading the wealth on the ground laughing, and read their story in the eyes of a nation.
[T.Gray-Elegy]

He began. Small nation, a small fraction of the immense Holy Roman Empire, not important and not at all dangerous in the eyes of other nations. Also threatened by that colossus that was Russia, which loomed over her and stretched her fingers to recover quell'esiguo icy patch of land. In Russia it's never enough power. And instead
Prussia, waving his flag undeterred dlla contested his hand continued to move forward and become stronger and more neutral.
"Oh people of Prussia! Follow me, follow the heart of your nation and I promise you now, solemnly, in front of our flag that so well is close to my hand, that we can become the greatest power in Europe and everyone will be scared of us and love us, because we will be the power of the sword, the spear and courage, "Gilbert
Wellschimdt. He was
Prussia. An albino red eyes from idle, the smile almost always wrong in a horrible grin and devastating, soul corrupted by a thirst for battle, from the heart that beat just to show the world who could do it.
and does not neglect any war, always tried to be first in line to fight with each nation would dare challenge his power. And though still small, win and win. And its territory was expanding more and more until, after entering into the good graces of Austria, the immense Hapsburg Empire, he had managed to penetrate, albeit slightly, in that so that Europe wanted. Check France, to join the Holy Alliance, draw his sword in the name of a God that was convenient to believe. And
mercilessly trampled the dreams of others, with the bloody sword hilt inlaid ivory and eyes dangerously close to the black abyss of the true madness. Most likely when she found herself falling under the blows of Russia there was already sunk.
because at that time did not matter very the win or lose, things were unimportant and secondary. The flag flew over to national pride but for personal pride. The blows were just for the pure pleasure of destruction and fighting until one of them had no more breath. Enjoyed.
But he had miscalculated. He had not thought that Russia was much stronger than him. And when Ivan, the most foolish of him, had given the coup de grace Gilbert had found to laugh at himself.
How much sadness.
every wish had been burned, destroyed all desire as if it never existed. The dreams were pulverized, the flag lying on the ground stained with blood and earth. The eagle screeched more: Prussia trying to get rid of the cage was destroyed. He had crossed the border.
But perhaps this was just what he needed. He could be everything, be the center of an empire that would dominate the world, no longer enemies, but all united under a big banner and a great hymn. But she chose to be free from coercion and heavy crown, choosing the path more difficult but more effective.
And he was sure, absolutely sure, to be resurrected.
would be resurrected by a free nation, more powerful than before, and did not make the same mistakes. The systematic tactic so dear to a dear friend ... He would have endorsed.
And then the world will be forced to bow to Prussia reborn from the ashes like the phoenix, and all will be forced to exclaim in chorus only a cry that would fill the heart of Gilbert of calm and strength.
"Behold the King! It is the king! "
sounded so sweet, those words, thinking about it.

. Finish.