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Rusame bc it had been my recent obsession ⚠️ART IS NOT MINE⚠️ (if it ever is i will say, probably not tho) Also not lore accurate When USSR died, the countries wondered where his successor was. When a country dies, their successor is made to overwatch their predecessor's lands, but there was no successor to be found. The only things that the countries knew was that the successor's name was Russia and what his flag looked liked Until America stumbled upon the said missing successor. In the most unexpected and desolate places in the universe The moon. ----------------------- Russia knew only a few things First, his name. He was Russia and a person called a country. Second, where he was and that he didn't belong here. He felt a connection to the large green and blue sphere that floated so far away. It looked so bright and welcoming compared to the rocky surface of the moon. And lastly third, the person who arrived in the rocket was his way to the Earth. And that this "America" person was like him, a country.
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