Chasing the devil's herd

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Here is a list of the Hetalia fanfics I’ve wrote:

Currently updating:

White Flame: Multichapter fic, Human, Magical and Royal AUs. It centers around the growing tension of three kingdoms, where prince Ivan is haunted by a misterious ghost and prince Alfred seeks the path of vengance. This fanfic contains depictions of blood, (slight gore (?)), characters death and psychological horror. As for pairings it contains LietPol, RoNyoChu and one sided BelRus. (May I say this is my most ambitious fic until now :D)

Nerium Oleander: Multichapter fic, human AU, Alfred is the new investigator in the small town of Adelfa, his days will turn into a spiral of sleepless nights and bloody murder scenes as he has to look for a serial killer whose work exceeds the years of training he's had. This fic is part of a Hannibal AU which means it contains depictions of blood, corpses, cannibalism and murder. It's a RusAmeChu fic, with mentions of past Rusliet.

We need to talk: This is a multichapter fic, Human AU, Ivan goes through a breakup and has to reach out to friends and family in order to widen his social circle. It contains mentions of past RusLiet, past RusAme and developing RoChu. 

Hidden behind the thick forest and an overly high spiky fence was the quarry, Alfred watched curiously as the dusty trail that wandered away from the highway turned into a freshly pavemented road, as the trees became less and the soil dried up, marked with the tires of the heavy machinery that transited the place.

The aridness of the ground caught him off guard, his nose protesting the dusty air with a sneeze as he stepped outside the car. Though not entirely natural, the sight had a certain beauty, harsh and imposing as it was, the places where excavations had already been done, showed proudly the exposed insides of the Adelfa´s foundations; without the green and moisty layers of vegetation, the soil was cracked up with apricot and burgundy tones denoting its richness in iron, quite allegorical seeing how many places of the town shared the same metallic smell lately.

Alfred figured blood had to be present in Adelfa’s soil somehow, but he wasn’t expecting the quarry to be so mesmerizingly red, unlike the forest or the town, the quarry seemed to carry with liveliness in movement with both nature and people.