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Do not question Aging and Aging Points. Historically, this may not be accurate. Translations may not be accurate.

I decided Country/Region/City/Town/Tribe/state/etc humans can be LGBTQ +, no matter the religion since they aren't really real? I mean the country/region/state/town/tribe/etc is but countryhumans aren't really, so deal with it.
Also don't even try calling me Haram/Sinner, and no hate to any country, religion, tribe, culture etc, since I'll delete the comment. Deal with it.

People's flag will be their Company, Organisation, town, village, tribe or city flag. Plain Families will have a coat of arms as their flag.

Note: The song 'Bella Ciao' is so underrated, I freaking love it uwu

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Zimbabwe was shivering in a dark cold chamber. He felt blood trickle from his tail as the some of his jewel scales were pulled off.

Meanwhile, Iraq was being healed. He was told he would be unable to move his tail for a few days, so he would be staying in another aviary alone for those days. He was of course disappointed, but they warned him he could stay with the others where he could potentially get more injured.

Now, with Botswana and the others...
Let's just say things got a little messy.

Sierra Leone was trying to get some food the staff threw in, but they had thrown it to the oil side of the aviary and those Nagas would not give them any of the food till they apologised about the recent incident.

"What?! We didn't even do anything!" Lesotho angrily snapped.

"You should still apologise, like we have to!" UAE added.

"Just pass the food before we make you- "

"We're sorry, okay? Can you please pass over some food?" Botswana disrupted.

The 4-remaining oil Nagas looked surprised and talked amongst each other in their natives' tongues but finally threw some of the blooded meat over the river.

"Thank you" Botswana smiled and gave the others some chunks.

Soon a smaller young Naga, a child, slithered over to the food, swallowing some small chunks.
Botswana waved over to the child, who happily waved back, he did not look like anyone's child here and looked over to Angola.

"Whose child is that?" He asked.

"Oh, Kurdistan's, you shouldn't wave or even look at his child, he's really overprotective." Angola advised, swallowing the chunk of meat.

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⏰ Last updated: Feb 06, 2021 ⏰

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