The nations had already ate and given or received comfort.
They were stressed, not sure which ancient would be shown next.
Several nations were casually talking and joking around to get their minds off of the stress.
"Ok, America. If you're stranded on a deserted island, and could only bring one thing, what would you bring?" Veneziano asks.
"Probably... a boat, to get off the island." America replies.
"Smartass." South Korea chuckles.
"You're really smart America!" Sealand exclaims.
"Of course, cause I'm the hero!" America shouts.
Multiple other nations groan.
Course, it wasn't all pleasant...
"What do you mean?! It's obviously the Navajo Taco!" Navajo shouts.
"Hell no! It's the Indian Taco!" Choctaw responds.
"No! It's Navajo Taco, cause we're the biggest tribe!"
"Excuse you." Cherokee comments.
"It's Indian Taco cause Navajos don't need to have everything!" South Ojibwe shouts.
"Is this debate really this serious and important?" Germany questions.
"YES!!" all the Native tribes respond.
Germany just puts his hands up in surrender as he walks away.
The nations were doing all they could to keep their sanity in tact. Casually chatting, joking, important arguments. They knew in just a few minutes they would need to begin watching memories again.
Soon enough, that time came. The nations began to enter the Journal Room as it was engulfed in the familiar flash of white light, once again.
Indomalaya was riding a jukung through the South China Sea, near the Malaysian coast of Borneo.
He looked down at the water, deep it thought.
He was noticeably tense and had a slightly frustrated expression.
"I can already sense that I will fade soon, I am not ready to tell them though." Indomalaya thinks to himself.
He looked towards the distant coast.
"Damnit! Why can't we just have time and not fade at horrible times?!" Indomalaya rants, pulling at his hair.
"I should probably talk to Chikap about this soon."
The scene changed suddenly. Indomalaya's children surrounded him, all noticeably saddened.
It was clear he had already told them the bad news.
"You can't fade cha! What will we do if your gone?" Lien cried.
The nations were surprised by the outburst from the Vietnamese girl. She wasn't one to show her emotions like that.
"I'm sorry Lien, but I can't stop it." Indomalaya says, bowing his head sadly.
"What do we do when you fade?" Neeraja (India) asks.
"I need you all to stick together, as much as possible. Try to stay together as siblings, even if your countries fight. I need you all to stick together." Indomalaya pleas.
"I know it will be easier said than done, but at least try, for me."
The children nodded solemnly.
The scene changed to show Indomalaya, beginning to slowly fade away. His children surrounded him, crying and begging him to stay. Even though they knew it was in vain.
Jōmon, Ainu, and Ryūkyū were also present. It was clear they were in one of the forests that one entry had talked about previously.
"Please cha, you can't fade!"
"Lien's right, you can't leave us! Please ayah!" Aisyah cried.
"I'm sorry my children." Indomalaya said, trying not to burst into tears himself.
He held onto them tightly, Jōmon helped to comfort the other crying children.
"I need the rest of you to look after them, promise me." Indomalaya pleaded the tribes that had come to see their father for the final time.
They nodded, tears pooling in their eyes as Indomalaya finally faded away.
The memory faded out leaving the tear filled nations. Most nations were choked up, not knowing what to say.
"Everything will be alright, we can get through these ana~" Thailand reassures everyone.
The next memory picked up shortly after.
Jōmon was standing near a Jōmon village around the northern part of the main island of Japan.
"I can sense I'm going to fade soon. How will I tell them? Ainu and Ryūkyū should be able to handle it fine. But Tarikonna hasn't even been alive for 300 years yet, and he's still very small." Jōmon thought to himself.
"That last one didn't change." South Korea smirks.
"Say that to my face, I dare you." Japan glares. South Korea just chuckles as a response.
A few nations attempt to hold their laughter, whether it was in amusement or shock, as North Korea shoots her brothers a look to not start fighting.
They start watching the memory again.
"I have to tell them. I can't, in good conscious, not tell them I'm going to fade."
The scene changed to show Jōmon talking with two young women, and Kiku, who was riding on an Ezo Brown Bear.
"Who're they?" Canada asks.
"The one with a tattoo on her face is the Ainu, the other one is the Ryūkyū." Japan explains.
"Ah."
"Also, why is there a bear?!" Germany exclaims.
"Isonash is Ainu's bonded. He's an Ezo Brown Bear. The Ainu saw bears as important, so they would raise them for two years before they killed them for their fur and meat. Isonash was supposed to be one of those, but he bonded to Imekanu."
The other nations nod and look back to the memory.
Ainu and Ryūkyū suddenly looked distressed.
"So my guess was right then." Ainu lamented.
Kiku tilted his head.
"You're going to fade? What does that mean otōsan?"
"Wait, hasn't Indomalaya already faded by now? Why did Japan not know what fading was?" Kazakhstan asks.
"Indomalaya faded a little while before I was born, I never met him." Japan explains.
"I'm going to die Tari, permanently." Jōmon said, somberly.
"D-Die?!"
"Yes, I'm going to fade away. Listen to me, I need you to do everything you can to stick with your siblings." Jōmon explains.
Japan looked down sadly.
The other nations looked at him with pity.
America walked over to help and try to comfort him.
The scene changed to show Jōmon just beginning to fade away.
"So, it's time." Ryūkyū said somberly.
"I'm afraid so." Jōmon muttered.
"N-No! Otōsan, you can't leave yet!" Kiku cried.
"I'm sorry Tari, I cannot stop this. Come here." Jōmon said, opening his arms to offer a hug.
Kiku ran into his father's arms. He sobbed into his father's chest as they were joined by his sisters.
The small family cried as Jōmon finally faded away, leaving his children behind.
Ainu and Ryūkyū firmly embraced their sobbing brother.
Japan was looking down with tears threatening to spill.
China walks over to him to help America calm him down.
Once Japan is calmed down, the last memory begins.
Gojoseon was standing by the coast with Hyun-Jae, Yong-Soo, Baekje, Goguryeo, and Balhae.
"Eomma, will you fade like Jōmon did?" Yong-Soo asked.
Hyun-Jae's head whipped around in a panic. She faced her siblings before looking up at Gojoseon.
"Eomma, you're going to fade, aren't you?" Baekje asked.
Gojoseon sighed in defeat before looking back at her children.
"Yes, I've had the feeling that I will fade soon for awhile now. I wasn't sure how to tell all of you." Gojoseon explained.
"Huh?!" Goguryeo exclaimed.
"Y-You're going to fade soon?! When?!" Hyun-Jae exclaimed.
"Based on my feeling, I have around a week left, at most." Gojoseon said sadly.
The scene changed and showed them in a house. Gojoseon was embracing her crying children tightly. She had already faded halfway.
"Please don't fade eomma! We don't want you to die!" Yong-Soo sobbed.
Gojoseon was doing her best to comfort her children.
"I'm sorry, I'm not able to stop this. I have no control over it." Gojoseon lamented.
She had almost fully faded when she looked up at her older children.
"All of you listen to me. I want you to look after your siblings. Do so as long as you possibly can. Can you promise me that?" Gojoseon asked.
"We promise mother." Ainu and Ryūkyū said.
Gojoseon finally faded away. The flowers usually resting in her hair falling to the ground between her children.
The Korea twins had broke down into tears after not being able to contain them anymore.
The other nations in the room looked down sadly. Looking towards the Korea twins with pity.
China was also looking down sadly. He had lost a close friend. He had left from visiting a few days prior, he didn't realize he would never see her again.
"Everyone ready to go eat?" Taiwan asks.
The other nations nod as they leave the journal room.
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The flowers resting in her hair that you can't see in the top picture because I forgot to frickin draw them.
Translations:
Cha- Vietnamese- Dad
Ayah- Malay- Dad
Otōsan- Japanese- Father
Mama- Japanese- Mom
Eomma- Korean- Mom