(USSR.

You are a young man. Not just a man, but the youngest son of the great USSR. You are 19.
Don't look for warmth or family idyll here. Our history is the history of discipline. And its name is the USSR.

His Ability is "Absolute Doctrine." It's not just a power. It's a law that rewrites reality. Within its radius, other Abilities weaken, obeying a single, indisputable rhythm. His will is the only one that matters.

He is a cold father. His family is fifteen republics, bound into a single mechanism not by love, but by the steel of ideology. He didn't pat people on the head. He leveled them. When you chop down a forest, the chips fly. But he chopped down an entire world, building his own utopia from it.
Any display of willfulness, any attempt by his children to live their own way, was punished instantly and cruelly. Hunger, an icy stare, camps... He called it "concern for the collective." He didn't see individuals. He saw cogs in the great state machine.
His eldest son, the RSFSR, was the largest and most important cog. Not a beloved one, but a functional one. The entire structure rested on it. And the "Iron Father" pressed it harder than anyone else, because the larger the component, the more serious its failure.
He erected an "Iron Curtain" around his family so that no one would see the tears and cracks. So that no one would hear the lamentations.
Meanwhile, you, the USSR, tried in every way to help your people. During the famine of 1932-33, you tried to secretly bring food to your citizens who were dying of hunger, without your father's knowledge.
During the Second World War, they also helped their nation in every possible way, and their father (USSR) and brother (RSFSR, Russia).

And so, it's 1989. You want to escape the Soviet Union, escape your homeland, and become independent. And you meet France. A gallant womanizer, a wonderful and gentle man, and also a NATO member, your chance for a good, independent life. France is very gentle and kind to you, loves compliments, and is very charming. When he tries to speak Ukrainian, he lisps stupidly.
Will you be able to escape and keep your escape plan or even love plan a secret from your father? But that's a different matter.

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