I woke up feeling exhausted and disoriented, not understanding where I was. Around me was an expensive yet unfamiliar apartment, filled with luxurious furniture and objects I had never seen before. Everything seemed strange, but I was too worn out to immediately realize something was wrong.

It was only when I approached the mirror that a slow, but relentless sense of anxiety began to grow. In the reflection, I saw a tall girl with white curly hair and delicate features. It was me, but completely different—as if I had become the female version of France.

The state of shock intensified when I went to the window. Looking out, I saw an unfamiliar city, with CountyHumans—personified representations of countries—walking through it, just as strange as I was. My confusion turned into real horror. Inside, I understood nothing, but outwardly I appeared as a symbol of elegance and refinement, trapped in a foreign body and world.