...☣️Such a lovely poison to be slowly killed by💲... (Countryhumans)

A world with no wars, a world with world leaders that only want the best for their people, a world where no child has to fear starving or if they should have to grow up mentally before their bodies do. That world, to lay it down on the line, doesn't exist, and will never exist no matter how much you wish it could be. Not in our life-line. This story isn't about how a perfect world can be made in a story, this story is about how even a perfect world at first glance isn't perfect at all. This story is about how those in power always lust for more, their pride and ego eating them alive. This story is about gold, glory, and those in need of God being damned, and yet death couldn't come any more lovely.

What if Countryhuman's ruled the world? Which one would be most powerful? ... Are you sure?
(This story will switch POV's between characters, sometimes go into third-person, but it will start off with Third Reich... If this story gets popular enough, I'll add on to the politics, backstories, and such. Some chapters will have the same scene playing out again and again, expect from different POVs. I do not condone nor support the past, horrible actions of some of the real life people that ran some of the old nations. I'm simply writing, adding my own twist to history, and using this to help me become more creative.)
This is a slow burn in many ways.
Edit: Trigger warnings: Self-harm, suicidal thoughts, potential major character death, mention of SA, and more will come soon.
Edit: THE PICTURE IS NOT MINE. AND IT IS NOT HOW AMERICA ACTUALLY LOOKS LIKE IN MY STORY, MY AMERICA IS MORE BUFF.
Edit: DO NOT STEAL MY WORK AND DO NOT REPOST IT ANYWHERE. I WILL ALLOW SOME INSPIRATION, BUT I WILL NOT ALLOW HEAVY INSPIRATION. YOU HAVE TALENT, USE IT.