Chapter 1
3rd Person's POV
England was in his dark basement wearing his black cloak. In his hand he held one of his magic books. Currently he was casting a spell to change his personality. He wanted to experiment what his personality would be like. He had found a spell about a second player. These second players were like the original 1st players but had opposite personalities, appearances, and names. He thought no harm could come from it but he was dead wrong. He started to chant the spell and started to get a massive headache. He shook it off and continued to chant. The headache grew worse and he continued the spell. He keep chanting but the pain in his head hurt too much. He managed to finish but the headache didn't go away. He fell to the floor holding his head in pain. He started to scream in agony as the headache wouldn't go away. He finally passed out from the pain. An hour or two passed and England eventually woke up. He noticed the headache was completely gone. He stood up slowly so it didn't get the chance to come back. "I am never trying that spell ever again!" England proclaimed. He walked upstairs to make himself some tea.
He walked near a mirror and looked at it "The bloody spell didn't even work!" England said not noticing his eye color change from green to blue for a flash. He made his tea and sat down in his chair. He took a sip and spit it out. It tasted really bitter even though he had added the regular amount of milk. He walked into the kitchen and poured way more milk and added sugar. Great now i'm gonna get fat like America. He chuckled at the thought until another thought came to mind. I really should be nicer to a Alfred.~ England suddenly felt cheerier. He smiled and sipped his tea. He thought the tea was missing something but he couldn't quite place it. He finished his tea and headed to bed. Little did he know the spell did work. He would be changing very soon.