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General Wilhelm Strasse and Frau Irene Engel are dead. Riots are rising in the United States. What is left of the Oberkommando fears the iron grip of the Greater Third Reich has begun to falter. Desperation breeds ambition, and within the shadowed halls of the SS Special Projects Division, a bold new vision is born. One that seeks salvation not on Earth, but beyond it.
Determined to keep dominance, the Reich sets its sights on other worlds, planning to siphon the veil energy to fuel its monstrous war machines. At the helm of this audacious campaign stands the Kriegsmarine, by orders of Oberflaggshiff KMS Bismarck. The Reich's elite Kansens are mobilized through the borders of dimensions, ready to conquer the new world.
But the world they arrive in is far from unclaimed. It is already a battlefield, plagued not by fascist regimes, but by something far older and far stranger: the Sirens.
Two worlds. Two wars. And a collision that may shatter both.
Disclaimer: This story may contain strong language, sensitive topics, and violence. Viewers' discretion is advised. (I don't own either Wolfenstein or Azur Lane, and the photos used here belong to their respective authors. Some images are edited by me, but still use other people's art.)