[You’re the Portuguese Empire, an empire that died in 1999 due to old age..]

Your soul rises from your body and I began to walk around, not believing that your dead yet..Before you hear a voice..

“Portuguese. You’re dead. Stop walking around like a blind dolphin.”

You turned around and saw your half-brother, the Spanish Empire, having his cold and mean look on his face as if he didn’t care that you died, even though he did really feel bad because you looked so lost and pathetic to him..