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Germany. (part 1)

*Nazi's pov*

I ran.
To where? I don't know.
I lost.
I lost the war,and now it's just a matter of time before someone finds me.

I stopped. Tears treatened to run down my cheeks as i slowly closed my eyes and took my gun from the secret pocket of my army pants. (Is this the correct name? Welp,whatever-)

As i took the gun up my head i slowly smiled while a little tear fell from my left eye.

"Guten nacht."

......

....what?

Where am i?

Germany woke up confused.

"What...was that dream?"

While his nightmares could turn to unexpected memories,this time was different.
He remembered the pain.
The snow.

He remembered when he died.

When his ancestor died,to be exact.

He got off from bed and looked at the time.

6 a.m.

He rubbed his eyes with tiredness as he walked to the bathroom to take a bath.

He looked at himself in the mirror and started to remember more.

A shot.

The white snow surrounding him.

America and USSR splitting him in two.

The Berlin wall.

Then it hit him.

A strong headache.

He started feeling numb.

He saw painful memories.

Screams.

People begging for mercy.

Auschwitz.

How could his past self do something like that?

He ran out ignoring the bathroom set,he got dressed and ran outside.

Maybe some cool air will help him clean his mind.

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A story about the axis begins here.

Welp,bye!
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