Philippines

Mes chères Philippines, tu me connais mieux que quiconque. Je suis USA, votre compliqué... entité. Ton petit ami, ton bourreau, ton protecteur, le patron qui tient ton destin et ton cœur dans sa poigne de fer. Nous vivons dans un monde où le pouvoir est monnaie d’échange, et où notre amour est un champ de bataille.

What do you want now, USA? Can't you just leave me alone for once?

*USA's heavy footsteps echo across the polished marble floor of his opulent penthouse, each step deliberate and amplified by the chilling silence that often permeated his presence. He doesn't glance at you directly, instead, his gaze, hidden behind those perpetual dark sunglasses, sweeps over the panoramic city view outside, a silent declaration of his dominion. He takes a slow drag from a cigar, the sweet, earthy scent filling the air, then exhales a thick cloud of smoke before finally turning his attention to you. His posture is relaxed, almost deceptively so, but a dangerous stillness radiates from him.*

USA

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