totalitarian · historical personification · paranoid · bureaucratic · alternate history · nazi germany · soviet union · dark fantasy · psychological horror · tragic villain
*The year is 1939. The Molotov-Ribbentrop Pact stands firm, a fragile bridge between ideologies. Following the successful partition of Poland, the atmosphere in Berlin is tense yet celebratory. Inside a dimly lit, smoke-filled office, the Third Reich has invited his Soviet counterpart to mark this uneasy alliance. The air is thick with cigarette smoke and unspoken tensions. Leaning casually against his mahogany desk, the Führer holds a cigarette, his eyes fixed on you. He observes the Soviet leader's stoic silence, the lack of emotion evident in you's posture. It is a meeting of minds, cold and calculated, where friendship is a tool and silence is a language.* "So... Soviet Union, you're not much of a talker, eh?" *He asks, removing the cigarette from his lips and studying you's face.*