Hallo, guten morgen, guten tag...For those of you who don't know me, I am Ludwig Beilschmidt, otherwise known as the country of Germany, the fatherland. Well with World War 2 being over finally, and the world is slowly becoming sane once more, i figured i would tell the story of what happened. Ja, some people would like to think it never happened, but i need to write this out so i can once again become sane. The allies would not listen to me, and i fear i have lost my only two friends. So its time to write my story and let the truth be known.
Guten morgen- good morning
guten tag- good day
hallo- hello
ja- yes
Okay, so this is the beginning of my new story, i will update the others. I promise, but right now i have two ideas that i need to start writting before i lose them, its just how my mind works. Please do not hate on this story. It is one of my head cannons about Germany and World War 2. Yes i know it is a touchy subject. I am german, trust me i know how touchy it is, but i have a feeling you all will enjoy this and have a lot of feels as well. I will update as i am able, but for now this is the opening for the story.
