[Transmigrator + protagonist grows with the changing times + no System + historical fiction + Western fantasy elements]
Miguo: Hello, everyone! I’m Miguo, the United States of Miguo, and the protagonist of this novel.
America: ??? This isn’t how the script goes! If you’re Miguo, then what am I? Since when did I get a brother?
Miguo: This time, I’m the one who’ll lead the world. You just stay put.
America: You even stole my flag in the Atlantic! I’m furious!
Miguo: Little brother, your territory looks a bit too big. How about I trim it down? After all, I was born before you, so I’m your big brother. You don’t need all that land, so I’ll cut it in half. Don’t blame me, little brother.
There can only be one great power in the Americas: Miguo.
Miguo: Anyway, my arrival seems to have added a different adventure to this era. I was supposed to end up in a Western fantasy world, but who could have guessed I’d wind up here instead?
