The Masked Council

From ruler to ruler

Fanviva ẞ-45 walks back home from shopping and encounters Fanviva R-13 on the way. Fanviva ẞ-45 bowed and said, "It's my honor Madam President." "I'm flattered on that, but the honor is all mine, Mr. Fuehrer," R-13 told him. ẞ-45 turned red and said: "But you are the "ruler" of America, but I only command the German Reich." R-13 sighed: "Yes, but you renamed the planet Earth in your universe to "German Reich"." "That's right, I own the whole planet. But someone had to put an end to Hitler's activities, I happened to be there and wanted revenge," said Fanviva ẞ-45. "In my universe all men just disappeared and then I could finally take off where I was no longer oppressed. You had it a lot easier, you just had to shoot someone," said R-13. Fanviva ẞ-45 replied, puzzled: "Only? He was the worst and cruelest person there was, and also the most protected! It wasn't even remotely easy!" "Anyway, how's the council going?" Fanviva asked R-13. Fanviva ẞ-45 immediately interrupted her: "Strictly confidential." Then he winked at her and left. They met again on the tram and as soon as their eyes met, ẞ-45 asked: "Are you following me, or why are you always where I am?" "Give me a reason to follow you," said Fanviva R-13 and looked at him sternly. "Apparently none. That hurt my feelings," replied ẞ-45 depressed. R-13 looked him straight in the eye and then said: "If I was so evil, then I can come over to your room and cook something for you." Fanviva ẞ-45's eyes started to shine: "You would really do that? Thank you so much." Then he saluted her. The announcement boomed: "Apartment block 6d!" "Then come with me," said ẞ-45 and gave her his hand. They got off the train and walked to the third floor, then stopped in front of room 54a. Fanviva ẞ-45 fumbled for his key, opened the door and announced: "Hach. Sweet home, happiness alone." "Hey," R-13 said indignantly, "Why is your room so big?" ẞ-45 smiled and replied: "An advantage of being on the council. I'll change now, the kitchen is over there." Then he went upstairs to his bedroom. R-13 walked over to the kitchen and started washing potatoes. Meanwhile, Fanviva ẞ-45 changed from his German uniform to a pair of dark blue jeans and a white tank top. However, he didn't take off his cap, he never took it off. He went back downstairs and the smell of potato salad, hamburgers and currywurst rose in his nose immediately. "Don't come here yet, I'm not quite done yet. Sit down in the living room first", called R-13 from the kitchen. ẞ-45 turned and walked into the living room, where he sat down in his armchair. Suddenly he couldn't move anymore, it was like he was paralyzed. His body began to hurt like he was being whipped. A voice rose in his head. This voice said: "Where am I, who am I?" "Stalin? ", asked Fanviva ẞ-45, "what are you doing in my head? I didn't lend you my body. Go away!" Stalin's voice replied: "Whatever you say." The voice disappeared and the pain stopped. ẞ-45 began to cry. R-13 came in to get him to eat, she saw ẞ-45 huddled on the ground and crying. "What's up? Why are you crying?" R-13 asked as she approached him. Fanviva ẞ-45 sadly looked into her eyes and said: "My past, I am still haunted by it. I had to earn Adolf's trust to kill him, killing as many as I did in the process. Yahweh will burn me in hell forever. I'm a monster, men, women, children all died at my hands. If my parents hadn't died, I would be a normal young man now. What do I do to honor my deceased parents? I'll become the one who took them from me." R-13 now looked him in the eye worried and said: "I think I should move in here, then I can help you with your problems. You'll make your parents proud, believe me." She stood up again, ran to the kitchen and turned around again, then said: "Come on, I've prepared a special German feast."