Jeffery_XXVI

A cast out deity comes down to earth and plagues a village, his offer was a simple one. He would ask you to choose between two events, situations or moments and if you pick one. You get a wish, anything you can dream of.

However, if you don't choose. It'll be treated as a breach of contract, your soul would be repossessed and your body and mind would be sentenced to some sort of suffering that would suit the way you lived.

Which will you choose?

Born in 1889 his fate was a simple one, he would fight as an infantryman in the war but would meet his end. Until his outcome was changed.


The Archduke would be assassinated and his fate would change, these were not the original events but the outcome has already been stamped.


He threw a flat stone at a river, throwing it at an angle so it would skip across it. "Everyones so different." 


This was during the war, during its first year. He had looked for a moment of respite and he saw something. There were many types of people and it struck a chord in him.


"Everything is so... small." He put his arm out and grabbed the air. "After the war, I will recreate this world the way want I want to."


"What are you on about?" His friend asked him as he threw a stone across the river.


"Aryan, a gathering of our kind. A true german race, a pure German race."


On April 20th, 1889, he was born. The man, Adolf Hitler and on the 1st of September 1939, Hitler invaded Poland which ultimately caused World war II. An outcome created by the fallen god. Ikarus.


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