The Tower
In the Tarot cards, the Tower symbolised destruction or the state of downfall. During World War II, Germany created a massive empire and a powerful sphere of influence centred in Europe. However, with various and many mistakes, this Greater German Reich was on its downward spiral.
Germany was… he was uncertain of everything around him. The war was going so well before… at before Stalingrad and Normandy. From Portugal to the bowels of Russia, it was the domain of his German Reich. Yet, it just came crashing down overnight.
"Foolish idiot!" yelled Germany, pushing away the Italian man, "I gave you a chance and you blew it!"
"But Germany, please… why must you burn down my lands?" Italy cried.
"Because it will stop our enemy's advance!" the German man yelled, "now get out of my sight! This friendship is now over!"
"Ger-Germany…" Italy murmured, as tears dropped down.
"Italien!" cried Germany, "I'm sorry, but my boss told me…"
Germany then looked before him, where several items were on a desk. A gun; the tools his boss gave him.
"Germany, to halt the Allies, we shall burn down our own lands!" the boss declared, "All infrastructure are to be destroyed; no city to be spared!"
"But Fuhrer, that would mean sending me back to the Middle Ages!" Germany reasoned.
"You should blame yourself for your weakness!" the boss yelled, "I disgust at you!"
Germany held the gun close to his head, and was already to pull the trigger.
"West, don't!" a voice yelled.
"You blockhead, stop that!" another voice yelled.
Germany came to his senses and saw both Prussia and Austria rushing towards him. Austria snatched away the gun, and Prussia forced Germany against the wall.
"West, what are you doing?" Prussia demanded, "You can't kill yourself yet; this country needs you."
"This country… the Reds are marching in from the East… the Allies from the West…" Germany spoke, "we can't win, not anymore. Let me be in ease of my misery, bruder."
"Germany, we gave our rights as countries to you!" Austria spoke, "now you must act, not sulk inside your little cell!"
"We are completely surrounded, and without allies," Germany said, "all of them are lost… They won't help us, not one of them…"
"Germany, what is the meaning of this?" Hungary yelled.
"Fraulein Hungary, it pains me to do such measures but I cannot let you surrender to Russia yet," Germany said, "Rest assure that this is only temporary."
"Germany, this war is over. You lost, we lost, the Axis has fallen," Hungary said, "We are trying to preserve our dignity!"
"Denied, you will be following my orders from now on…" Germany said.
"No, all of them are lost causes… even Hungary is under Russian occupation," Germany stated.
"What about Japan?" Prussia asked.
"Him?" the German sighed, "he…"
"Germany-san, I have great faith in your ability," Japan said, "just keep on pushing them back."
"But what about some form of aid?" Germany asked.
"Aid… I will consider that…" the Japanese spoke.
"When he says that line, he's just refusing," Germany remarked, "well, since Russia declared war on him too… he's been too busy…"
"You blockhead… if you can't do anything right, I will take matters into my own hands!" Austria cried, "I represent my lands as Austria and sue for peace with the Allies separately!"
Austria threw the weapon and marched out of the bunker they were in, slamming the steel door behind him.
"That pansy…but he's right," Prussia said, "we have to surrender, but not to the Russians. West, find the other Allies at once."
"I must consult with my boss," Germany said.
"Hitler killed himself, with that whore he just married," Prussia spoke calmly.
"The Fuhrer… what!" exclaimed the German.
"He committed suicide! He gave up on you, the German Nation!" Prussia yelled, "NOW GET YOUR ASS OUT THERE AND DO YOUR JOB!"
"What can…I do?" Germany asked, "We are currently in Berlin, where Russia is closer. We cannot surrender to him, of all people…"
"West, I will hold him back," Prussia said, "but you must go to the west and find the other Allies to surrender to."
"We have no other options," Germany wondered.
"West, the Fuhrer is dead," Prussia said, "this war… it's not awesome at all. We are killing people like they are animals! You changed too much… live on, for me."
Countless hours went by, and Germany continued on his long trek towards the western parts of his fallen Reich. Under the darkened sky of dusk, the German man looked weary enough to collapse at any moment. His blue eyes seemed to be of no direction, only wandering and looking for the hope of the Allies.
"Einsamkeit… einsamkeit… einsamkeit…" he sang, "Ich will gefunden werden…"
Germany then stopped and began to stumble in his steps. In his hands, he was holding onto something. In his last glance, he saw an army marching towards him.
"The Allies… the SS… the Wehrmacht…" he thought.
With that last thought, Germany just collapsed on the spot. From the unknown army, several figures were running towards the fallen Germany. They were three of the main Allied Forces, America, England and France.
"Germany… uh…" France exclaimed, "…serves him right… should we shoot him?"
"France, look at his hand…" England said.
His finger pointed out to the right hand of Germany, where a white rag tied to a wooden pole was held.
"He was planning to surrender," England said.
"Uh…" France murmured.
"Guys, let's get Germany back to our camp first," America said, "He needs medical attention here."
The fate of Germany was a downfall from Nazism, but he would rise up again as a new Germany… one that would succeed and be as German as he could be.
Translation
Einsamkeit – Loneliness
Ich will gefunden werden – I want to be found
Wehrmacht – the German Army
Author's Notes
The song Germany was singing is his actual character song "Einsamkeit", which meant loneliness in German.
