I've never been embarrassed of Kitalia before, or the escape I've built into my existence, the one place I can go to be so much more than myself. I feel horrible about her suddenly, like this elaborate creation I've made is just a stupid kid's game, one that I need to shun, to be ashamed of. This is the real world. She's just... what? A way for me to occupy myself while the world goes on without me.

Well, the world knows now. And I don't know if I can live with that.

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