Alfred sighs as he's forced to listen to Ludwig yap on and on about global warming and his elections or whatever. None of it really mattered to the Hero, as he was busy doodling comics on the desk of the meeting room.

Honestly, Alfred had no issues with these meetings, they really kept the world in line, at least in his opinion. Sometime he'd find himself reminded of the league of nations, and how it was his idea that formed the UN. His own organization that he wasn't even apart of! How stupid, the UN totally needed the hero- but NATO is super cool and even better so it doesn't matter to him anyways.

Okay, maybe that was a bit of a lie.

Alfred huffs and pouts as he stares down at his paper, jealousy settling uneasily in his stomach. Despite having his military spread out around the world, he really felt super lonely sometimes. Which was dumb, because he was the hero, and heroes always had the hot chicks fawn over how cool they were! Right?

So how come the hero felt so isolated, so..alone?