America gazed down in the world through the solar rays of sunlight that lit up the earth for all of its creatures to live in warmth and happiness though America was currently preoccupied watching the pale skinned ‘mortal’ with waist length shiny silver hair and violet eyes other wise known as Russia the moon god who was walking into one of Americas grand temples and bowing a little before looking up at the ceiling and waiting for America to appear before him

“Luna..? Why’re you here..”