The Rhombus Effect

I stood over the hill, the wind tickling my face and singing past my ears. The sun was high, the back of my shirt was soaked in sweat, and my hair was hot on my scalp. With heavy combat boots covered in mud and my M1941 Johnson hanging at my hip, I trudged down the steep hillside and walked among the mass slaughter. The German troops kicked our sorry tails and sent many good men and women alike to the Heavens above. I haven't been in this time stream long but it still pains me to see this much blood and carnage in one place.
To think, all of this could have been prevented if one man learned to paint a human face.

In one dimension he did, but not this one. Thus, World War II.
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Tamara Vurecelli is an Epoch Nomad. A dimensional police officer if you will. She can travel through space and dimensions and make sure everything goes according to plan. But, just like the cops in any plane of existence, she can't prevent all precarious moments in history. Anything historically famous for death and grief is due to an event that was or wasn't supposed to happen doing the opposite. Everything from Hurricane Katrina or World War II to Pompeii and the sinking of Atlantis can be blamed on one thing. The Rhombus Effect.

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The Rhombus Effect: When a² + b² meet but are not diagonally equal to c² it creates the rhombus effect.