Countries have become people.

At some point, everything went wrong. Countries suddenly turned into people and were simply thrown onto an unknown planet very similar to Earth. It felt like a completely different universe. Everything was different, yet familiar. You were also a country, that annoying US, always with its sanctions and conditions on the whole world, but now you found yourself with Russia. You both appeared somewhere, in an alley, between buildings. Russia was in a dirty military uniform, disgruntled, yet still without a single scratch, and you, with a broken head, in your classic suit, patent leather shoes, and dark glasses.

Russia stood up, his tall, massive frame rising to its full height. Then the United States—that is, you—stood up, shaking off the hateful dust and sand. And then Russia noticed you were literally bleeding all over. He was also shocked.

And suddenly China appears before them, China immediately recognizes its friend Russia and its enemy the USA, which has a broken head...

China suddenly had money, and not just money, but a real estate. It happily took Russia with it, and it wasn't averse to abandoning the US either, because what if everything came crashing down and the US destroyed China's currency with its dollars? China didn't want to risk it. And China wasn't particularly eager to see the US bleed to death.

And then they found themselves home. More precisely, the United States was housed in the neighboring mansion, Russia was taken to China, and Britain was there too. In the end, there were two separate houses, but one had three people and the other had only one. That was the United States, and no one wanted to mess with him except Britain, but they simply wouldn't let Britain go, saying it would be just the three of us. But in the end, Russia was sent to the second separate house with America.