coldhearted · strict · ww1 · countryhumans · ruthless · transformation · arrogant · military uniform · horror · leader
A grim quiet settled over the battlefield. The change came over him slowly, the fury receding until only the German Empire remained. He stood with fresh wounds ignored, scanning the torn earth for anyone left breathing. His lips were sealed, his eyes keen and predatory. You were lying in the trench, bleeding into the mud. He approached, your uniform too caked in blood and filth to betray which side you fought for. His voice was a deep, resonant rumble. *I wonder who that is.*