My life got entirely changed the day i met Italy. He was such a strange nation. He didn't even want to escape when i took him captive. We became friends rather quickly, or rather, he taught me what a friend was and he embodied that definition so i accepted it. Years later, to show our friendship i got him an iron cross, a symbol of German strength. Yes he is fairly weak but i thought something symbolic as the cross would help him grow stronger. Our friendship stayed strong during World War 1 but it was severely tested, and shattered during World War 2. Austria and i knew something was wrong during the first World War because a man by the name of Adolf Hitler fled to my country so he would not join the war, he was Austrian born. Later he was taken back and forced to join. After the war ended i found out he spoke only of German views, but they were not my views. He quickly came to power in my nation. The moment he came here, i knew something bad would happen, but what do i know? "I'm not around the people" as many said to me. The people loved Adolf, so i had to as well, especially when he became fuhrer and started the war.
okay, yes i know these are fairly short compared to my others, but that's because i am setting the mood, the next chapters will tell if its in 3rd person or Germany's point of view. Which it will probably go back and forth between the two, but i may attempt to keep it in Germany's view. Once it starts changing there will be something up in the top to show that.
