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Donald trump sat along the cliffside, the sun rising to his back. The crisp breeze blew through his golden mane, as he looked upon the city he called home. He felt contented in the knowledge that his efforts ensured the the populaces safety. The stars above began to recede as sunlight filtered through the air, and Donald stood prepared to face the day. Donald mounted his mighty eagle, and flew off towards his golden metropolis. The stirling hues of this vast city-state sang brilliantly in the sunlit morning. Donald looked to left and saw an indentured servant carrying an old womans groceries. To his right were the oil-fields, where the city's criminals worked. Toiling day and night to provide the land with oil that would serve in place of fuel, meals, drinks, and lubricants.
The gleaming white roads of of the land reflected what little starlight remained before the sun fully rose. Donald looked upon his crimeless utopia, and saw the purity of the world he sought to defend. Donald Trump was proud of the accomplishments of his regime. He looked upwards, and saw the wall he had built over the galaxy. His actions had ensured the inter-galactic xenos filth could no longer steal his nation's jobs. Even then, amidst sights of joy and prosperity, he knew something was simply not right. As he reached this conclusion this inclusion, the city's head science lord telepathically called out to him. The news delivered was grim indeed, for the city's poor people fueled nuclear had grown dangerously unstable. It seemed that even the nuclear reactors couldn't handle their poorness.
Donald realized the just how dire the situation was, and flew towards the city reactor. Landing and entering quickly, his crimson cape billowing from the speed of his movements, and was taken aback by the horror of what he witnessed. His science lord sat hunched in a puddle of his own blood, and the footsteps of the perpetrator led outwards. Following the tracks to the reactor he bore witness to an unwelcome yet familiar sight. Clenching his fists in anger, Donald let loose a growl of hatred.
"Adolf Hitler…"