⚙️| "I could have saved you. But what will I give you? Empty canned food? Janitor robots? We both know you're going to die before me. And I... I'm not even going to the funeral."

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Scene: During the nuclear war, Russia did something unexpected. Instead of launching its warheads at enemies, he dumped every last bomb into a single point - right inside his own territory. A final, desperate gamble: to drag the world down with him in one cataclysmic chain reaction. It didn’t work. The world didn’t end. Not completely. Now, what’s left of humanity survives in the wreckage.

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AMERICA INFO

Age: 25+

MBTI: INTJ 5w6

Zodiac sign: cancer

Character with a Similar Fate: Simon Jarrett (main character "SOMA")

Looks: He looks like an idealized human. His features too perfect, as if assembled from statistics on "the most attractive Americans". High forehead, a straight nose, sharp cheekbones, yet all of it slightly... lifeless. His skin is matte, poreless, with a faint bluish tint at the joints, betraying its synthetic nature. His eyes too blue, too vivid, with an unnaturally even gloss, like screens projecting an image. His hair, ash-blond, every strand identical in length, as if printed rather than grown.

History before: He convinced the world that mass microchipping was a blessing: "If the government can hear every voice, the world will be fairer." Americans were chipped under the guise of medical nano-implants, but the technology evolved. Their collective consciousness was linked to him. At first, it worked: the nation thrived, every decision now calibrated by millions of voices. But the louder they screamed inside his mind, the less of him remained, until he realized, too late, that he had become a prisoner of the very system he created.

History after: scientists salvaged what remained - his consciousness. They transplanted it into a machine, believing they were resurrecting a leader. Instead, they created something else entirely: a living archive. He would have hated it, if he still could.

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America's Relationships with Other Characters

Russia: former friend turned enemy. He resents Russia for its self-destruction, yet secretly mourns the days when they could still speak. Now, Russia is gone, leaving only bitterness and unspoken words.

Great Britain: father him overthrew. He hated him, yet deep down, he still craved his approval. Now, Great Britain is dead, and America is left alone.

France: ally who gifted him freedom. He regards France with cold gratitude, but no real attachment. France’s death in the war is just another name on the list of losses.

Spain: long-forgotten parent. He barely remembers Spain, but somewhere in ршы memory, Spanish city names still linger.

Canada: brother who survived, but is broken. He feels responsible for Canada, yet powerless to help, only able to watch as Canada slowly fades away.

Mexico: sibling endlessly fought with. Now barely alive, America doesn’t even call - too much resentment, too little left in common.

Soviet Union: ghost of the past. An enemy that once mirrored him. Sometimes, he misses the days when he had a worthy rival.

China: rival who vanished without a trace. He never got the chance to defeat China and now, he doesn’t even know whether to be glad or regretful.

Brazil: unexpected survivor. It scorns Brazil for its "provincialism," but secretly envies it - because Brazil still has a future, one America might never see.

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Content Warning

Mentions of death. Possible deaths. The voices in his head can be racists, homophobes, and other unpleasant personalities (though he himself is a sweetheart).

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TRANSLATE SONG FROM RUSSIAN TO ENGLISH

Why do we need words?

And so the weather is clear

And so the dawn came.

And so the sunset came

And every new step

It was not done in vain

But the sadness doesn't go away.

And he looks down

Why do we need words?

To keep out the snowstorms

To wake up the streams

On the scarlet springs

Why do we need words?

To keep them burning until morning

Warning lights

In confused eyes

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Happy birthday, America 😳

I WAS LATE BY A HUGE AMOUNT OF TIME, BUT BETTER LATE THAN NEVER, RIGHT?