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Pose reference from "Whole House Mad meme", except I don't use the meme word "Damn bro you got the whole house laughing" inside. I draw them wearing post-1945 uniform, as I want to see the alternate universe if they are still alive after 1945, or the alternate universe where they are all reuniting after death.

I also feel like that's how my 12 OCs react if they see the one who wrote the entire tragedies 😅

In other words, "Dark Tears in Red Music" blog finally comes to the end. For those who follow my journey since February/March (my first time to publish the blog), I thank you all and hope you enjoying the stories :)

And for the newcomers, feel free to visit! The main stories has finished, so there is a lot of time to explore... There might be side stories added later, but I cannot promise would be frequent like in the past.

P.S: Don't worry, I am still continue making fanmade MVs, shitpost and other worldbuilding story. And I open the comment section here, so feel free to ask related to worldbuilding :)

Adieu To The Past

EPILOGUE

Stripping The Weapons

Moscow, July 1946

Upon arriving at the Kremlin, Boris hurried toward the Yellow Palace. Guards, recognizing Boris Alexandrov’s striking resemblance to his father, immediately opened the gates and ushered him in without a word of questioning. As he entered the ground-floor corridor, Voroshilov descended the stairs with his aide to greet him cheerfully.

"Comrade Boris! You are just like your father; always arriving ahead of schedule," Voroshilov praised, shaking Boris’s hand.

"Oh, forgive me. I thought I was late," Boris said, breathless. Voroshilov smiled faintly, almost childlike, "A man like you could never be late for the Yellow Palace! Not the son of the highly disciplined Comrade Alexandrov himself. Shall we head upstairs?" He immediately turned back up the staircase toward the second floor, followed by Boris and the aide, heading for Voroshilov’s office.

Deadly Wish

[November 1945]

"Alexander Vasilyevich, please! Just listen to me this once! You must agree to be taken to the hospital and rest until your heart recovers!" the doctor pleaded, even clasping Alexandrov’s deeply wrinkled hands tightly in his own.

Lying weak in bed, Alexandrov still managed to shake his head and declare firmly, "No. I cannot rest while my plan to hold a concert in Germany remains unfulfilled. The German people need to be comforted; their suffering is far greater than mine."

"But you won't be able to alleviate their suffering if you are suffering like this yourself!"

"Just give me some painkillers. Or blood pressure medication... anything at all. But I am not going to the hospital," Alexandrov snapped bluntly. 

Outside the room where Alexandrov was resting, his civic wife Lyudmila and his sons Boris, Vladimir, and Yuri wore worried expressions. The two older men had been arguing about the hospital visit for half an hour; eventually, Yuri grew tired of eavesdropping and decided to go inside the bedroom to read a storybook. Then, the sound of the door opening from within made the three eavesdroppers straighten up. The doctor emerged looking weary, fixing a pleading gaze upon Lyudmila.

Some Alternate Universes That Make Me Giggle

Author Notes: This section may be updated sometimes whenever I find any incorrect quotes sounds good for my OCs lol.

AU Pretend we worked in a hospital but none of us are medically trained

Vasily: "Here comes the anesthesia!" (lift a steel chair)
Anatoli: "Hey Anton, take my photo! The light behind me looking good!" (Pose in front of x-ray light)
Oleg: "A schizophrenic patient asked me to help fighting their demons. Thankfully I am black belted so here we go."
Dmitry: "Ok so I have writing the tutorial of how to heart transplant. Sorry, it's my first time..."
Stepan: (Playing dead in the morgue to scare everyone who try to enter)
Maxim: "Don't forget to shake the medicine bottle syrup before consuming. And do it like this!" (starts to twerk while holding the medicine bottle)
Andrei: "Guys, I can't read this next tutorial that Dima wrote. What should we do next after taking out the aorta???"
Semyon: "Internal bleeding, nurse? I thought that's how supposed to be?"
Ivan: "Whoa, you have cancer? That's good! I have Virgo!"
Vadim: "Their heart rate is down!" (taking out tequila from stash)
Alexei/Vitaly: "Hey I just got your test result, sir. Congrats, your results are all positive!" (yes, both will answer the same)
Fyodor: "Huh? Patient's temperature suddenly dropping? Move outta my way." (bringing a large bowl of boiling water)

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P.S: Don't tell Elena Ostrucheskaya