NAME: ?

1881 A.D.

Back when I didn't know who or what I was; when I was still encased in a cryogenic chamber in the basement of the lab, "the coffee can," I was still able to see what was going on in the lab. Even though it didn't do me any good while I was frozen, they showed me everything.

After I was awakened, I remembered everything. Things as insignificant as the daily sexual harassment of the women, who only held menial jobs. And things as important as the events that led to my awakening, and incidentally, the end of the world as we knew it. I later found out that the feeds from all the surveillance cameras in the entire facility and all the data processed through the computers, were being fed directly to my brain. The only lab in the world with such high technology was this one. Decades before it was revealed to the general public. It was the coffee can's plan to keep me informed for my awakening.

About the coffee can, it was named so because of its shape. It was a cylindrical four-story annex to a military base near Hamburg. It was devoted exclusively to weapons development, so the government thought it may as well be connected to a military base. An added benefit of this arrangement was that actual soldiers were around to make sure the scientists didn't slack off too much. The scientists in this lab were quite brilliant, but if it was up to them, they'd happily agree to be paid for simply pretending to work.

Eventually, Belgium's forces made their way to Hamburg. Germany's army was much larger, and was though to be unbeatable, but it was ingenuity that led to Belgium's success. Germany's pride led to their sloth that led their defeat in a string of wars. It wasn't until a century later that Germany would return to its former glory, through humility and a strong work ethic. Later, I would also bear witness to those same countries that defeated Germany falter due to pride.

When the Belgians finally arrived at the gates of the military facility and the coffee can, which I was housed in, the Germans laid down their arms. It was difficult for me to comprehend. Morale was still high, the soldiers were healthy, they had plenty of firepower and manpower, but they still laid down. Even when they saw comrades being executed, instead of properly being taken in as prisoners of war, they refused to fight back. As best as I could figure, they lost the will to fight because of the strong feelings they had towards the facility.

Through the security system, I heard: "This is 'the coffee can.' Our most advanced technology. Everything we are, as Germans, is in this place. I won't desecrate that by fighting here."

The facility had officially been taken over and most of the Germans were in piles outside the reinforced walls. They left a few officers alive, as bargaining chips. The last image I remember seeing through the cameras was the Belgians about to open a door, to the most heavily-guarded part of the lab. Beyond that door were two rooms. One held me. The other held the reason for my existence. After that door was opened, every image I saw, I saw with my own eyes.