Florina, United Greek Socialist Republics
Mayor Leon woke up with a heavy heart; it was yet another day of serving the Bharatiyas. He muttered a few words in a disgruntled tone and quickly freshened up.
Waving farewell to his grandchildren, he stepped out of the house with a smile, only for it to be ruined by the sight in front of him. Thousands of tents stretched across an entire plot of land, with Bharatiya soldiers causing a huge ruckus, playing whatever stupid games they played. And seeing even the villagers joining those foreigners, he could not help but curse the incompetent parents who couldn't raise their children properly.
Alas, what could he do? He was but a simple mayor of a small village that had now become a town due to its position on the northern border of the Greek Republics.
