Author's Note: Er, well.

This entire chapter is an author's note really...

Yeah...

Anyways.

Update and Farewell

A long time ago, I intended for this story to have a total of 11 chapters: one for each of the G8+China, as well as Italy Romano and Prussia.

Since I made those plans, borders in Eastern Europe have been redrawn, the G8 has ceased to exist, tensions have escalated in the Middle East, and random acts of violence both in my own country and across the world have become more and more prominent.

Since I made those plans, I've gone from an excited sophomore to a somewhat jaded senior, I've lost my straight-A student status, I've experienced the joy of doing research, I've stressed over college apps, and I've learned that dorm life isn't really that exciting.

LGBT+ rights have become a major topic of contention.

I've started gaming, in my free time.

The US has seen a sudden increase in minority equality movements.

I've gotten into Homestuck.

Political correctness has gotten very, very particular.

I've started hating all activists, a little.

My point is, things have changed a lot since I posted on this site often. I've changed, the world has changed, the fandom has changed. Seasons 5 and 6 of the anime have come out, and I am ashamed to say I'm not up to date on it.

I've forgotten a lot of the things that make the characters unique, things that used to be second nature that I now have to intentionally remind myself of. The little things, like Prussia's laugh, like Russia's heart falling out. Like France's relationship with Jeanne d'Arc. Like Hanatamago.

I've forgotten what I was going to write.

I have a list of brainstormed chapter titles (along with the nations they are for, these are: Try To Forget - Germany, Do Not Forget - Prussia, Wish to Forget - China, We Can't Forget - Japan, Forgive, But Never Forget - Romano, I Won't Forget - Italy), and I know that I had a plan for each, a introspective study on each character's history (pun intended) that I wanted to write, but I don't know what that was anymore. I don't remember.

And, perhaps most importantly, I can't get back into the state of mind I had while writing the first five chapters, not anymore, not after the more than two years that have passed since I posted the first chapter.

I don't want this series to taste different, suddenly, simply because I lost the part of myself that flavored it sometime halfway through.

I feel like that wouldn't be doing the work justice.

So I've made the executive decision to end this here.

I hate leaving stories unfinished, but I honestly can't justify finishing this one to myself if the quality is just going to be shoddy, especially since it is only a collection of oneshots that have the same overarching theme.

I guess I've finally moved on - certainly, those who come across this story after I post this chapter will be different from those who I read and wrote and laughed and cried with two years ago. The fandom has changed, and I'm really not qualified to write for it anymore.

That being said, I'm not quite ready to tear myself from the fandom yet, and I do want to try my hand at an AU before I leave. After that... well, I'll probably become a lurker somewhere in the Hetalia-stained waters of the interwebs. Once a Hetalian, always a Hetalian, right? :)

Author's Note: Gonna keep the formatting for old time's sake.

Anyways, sorry that this was so long.

I hope you've liked everything up until now.

It's been a pleasure, guys.