Vincent sighed, looking at his old military uniform all the way back from World War Two. 

He grazed his fingers across the hem of the pocket, where a bullet had torn through the fabric, the edges frayed and bloody. Memories of the bloodshed and pain flowed back into his mind, remembering when France had shot him long ago. 

He gripped his chest, where the stitches still lay. 

Medals dangled from the uniform, signs of bravery and strength.

At one time, he had been a Nazi stronghold for Germany. He was the heart of the Third Riech, the headquarters. Although things had changed since then, he knew that deep inside him, a dark and evil side lay, waiting to surface. He just wondered how much longer he could keep it under control. 
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Then one day, he snapped.

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Guten tag.
Mein name ist Vincent und ich proudly reprezent ze city of Munich. Ich bin zhe third largest city in Germany und am zhe capitol of Bavaria. 
I am under the command of mein Führer((@Gil_and_Ludwig)). I still haf a burning heart fur zhe Vaterland, und a strong hate for zhe Allies after vhat zhey did to me during WWII...zhey starved me of mein food...destroyed mein beautiful cities...killed many innocent lives...almost killed me...zhat is something no man vill forget.
Stand in mein vay, und i vill kill you.
I am fiercely loyal und will do anything to protect and please The Vaterland. 
I fought hard in ze war, and have the battle scars and metals to prove it...

If you ever threaten mein friends und family, i will tie a noose around your neck and hang you from the glockenspiel. This is clear, ja? Gut. 
I have a strong passion for mein beer und food. Without beer und wurst, life would be meaningless ja? If you vould like to try any of mein food just ask, i vill let you try some. For a price of course. *grins*
Zhat is all i haf to say for now.
Auf Wiedersehen!!!!

((YO, Admin of this account is @BlackStar123. Thats all i have to say...XD))