RSFSR walks to the basement where her father is... She locks the basement behind her, a Colt M1911 Pistol in hand as she walks to the Russian Empire.. He was an ass. He made her wear uncomfortable clothes and smile for reputation. Wear gloves to hide the scars. He cut on her wrists.. Exiled her... Went her to dungeons... It's currently WW1. She's always wanted to do this. She walks to the chained up Russian Empire...

Russian Empire: "I.. I HAVE THE POWER OF GOD ON MY SIDE! YOU CAN'T DO ANYTHING!" he splutters..

RSFSR: she leans down... ".. If your 'precious' God wanted to keep you alive, he wouldn't have made me." she coldly states..