[Korea rasped a breath. Hopefully his rib hadn't punctured his lung. But he started hacking up blood, and he had no idea whether it was from the radiation or the injury. Struggling, he managed to raise himself up onto his elbows.
Unfortunately, as he raised his head, his gaze fixed on a blade pointed at his throat. Eyes widened, because that presence was certainly a surprise.
Imperial Japan loomed over him, North Korea standing at his side. Korea's hands shook because he was outnumbered. Feeling helpless. He remembered this feeling. Of being a slave to one and afraid of the other. Of war. Of trying to stand his ground. The memories and pain of his citizens flooded into him ontop of all of the physical pain.
And to add insult to injury, he bowed his head and recognized what he was wearing.
His tattered army uniform.
Snapping him from his thoughts and mental anguish was Japan's heel crashing into the top of his head. Korea's forehead met the ground and he cried out once more.]
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Unfortunately, as he raised his head, his gaze fixed on a blade pointed at his throat. Eyes widened, because that presence was certainly a surprise.
Imperial Japan loomed over him, North Korea standing at his side. Korea's hands shook because he was outnumbered. Feeling helpless. He remembered this feeling. Of being a slave to one and afraid of the other. Of war. Of trying to stand his ground. The memories and pain of his citizens flooded into him ontop of all of the physical pain.
And to add insult to injury, he bowed his head and recognized what he was wearing.
His tattered army uniform.
Snapping him from his thoughts and mental anguish was Japan's heel crashing into the top of his head. Korea's forehead met the ground and he cried out once more.]