Germany Lore
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Ger and Rei lore
Reich had died, it was up to Germany to pay all the damages from his father.
Germany had gotten weird twinges and thoughts in his head, he passed it as exhaustion from over working himself.
He decided to take some time off.
Germany was pacing in his room, very uninterested in tasks he needed to do.
He laid on his bed, thoughtless. Until an uncomfortable thought appeared. His father.
The great Reich. He called himself. The one who had gotten Germany in this situation and reputation.
The german sat up, eager to look around at the cool architecture Reich had gotten his hands on over the years.
It was interesting at first, before he had gotten to the more personal stuff.
Reich’s SS uniform, his badges and pictures of his progress of invading over all of Europe.
The twinging in Germany’s head gotten worse. To the point he actually blacked out.
He “woke” up, but it didn’t feel right it was foggy and he couldn’t control himself. He tried to move his hands but someone else was doing it for him.
He slowly gained his senses back, he couldn’t forget what happened.
He was wearing the SS uniform and was standing right in front of a mirror.. Germany immediately taken the Uniform off and sat in his room.
“What the fuck just happened…” Germany again began to pace around his room.