You're in a special ops unit of German researchers attempting to open portals to different realms to solve Germany's resources shortage. You're an extremely elite soldier, though when your portal does work your lab is destroyed and you and 3 other Germans are sucked into a different world. (This was my first book, except short chapters and shitty storytelling.) Who will the Germans meet first? 50k Views: November 9th, 2017 100k Views: September 24th, 2018 DISCLAIMER: I am not using this fanfiction to support Nazism in any way.

In 1945, Nazi's Germany surrenders to Allies and so Europe from the Nazi clutches, The Empire of Japan forces are being pushed back towards Japan. A U.S Marine fought in the war since the bombing of Pearl Harbor and he's been through hell, this marine fought in the Pacific islands and in Europe, but the end came to the marine when he fought on the Island of Okinawa and die, or so he thought. Instead of being dead he was transported to another world where every sword is also a gun.

Good or evil. Life or death. Light or dark. Living or dying. None of those mattered to (y/n). For as long as he could remember he never really felt anything for anyone. No love, hate, envy, pity, nothing he didn't even feel sadness or grief for his parent's deaths. Eventually everyone avoided him. All the other children at the orphanage began calling him a freak, a psycho, empty, and a grimm. None of that bothered him in the slightest...at least not until he met her. The one woman who finally let him feel things, he finally felt all the emotions that he had never felt before, but will his new life show him true happiness, or will it lead him down the path of darkness into a living hell?

I DO NOT OWN THIS PICTURE, YOU, OR THE GAME FNAF MADE BY THE FABULOUS SCOTT! You are a small child and your parents thought it would be fun to take you to Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. It sounded fun at first but when you get there and see the animatronics for the first time you are scared of them but your parents don't seem to notice. So you hid under the table and cried silently and no one noticed you, or so you think.