The resurrection of the Deutsches Kaiserreich
"Ah, holy God. Watch over me always from heaven, and look upon me kindly.... I, Wilhelm II. I will fulfill the German dream of uniting the Aryans of the world, even if it means destroying the German Empire, as I have done in the past."
It was now accepted in my mind that the German dream was the unification of the Aryans, in this body, reborn by no one but God, living a new life through God.
With a clenched fist I accepted the divine decree.
Why should I want to live a new life again?
All for the sake of the German Empire and the Aryans.
That's right.
God was the German Slayer.
***
"That's right. All the warship races with Great Britain, all the colonial expansion and the First World War didn't satisfy God's Germanophobia! Now that we're reborn, we must go on an expansionist spree like never before!"
"Honey, what are you thinking about for so long, please wake up!"
"Ugh! My ears hurt..."
That's all well and good as far as regression goes, but the problem is that this world is not the world as I know it?
I did not wake up in a parallel world, I woke up in a TS world where the genders of some of the people I know have changed.
How do I know this?
A beautiful woman who could have been Bismarck's daughter calls herself Bismarck.
Then there's the one who can't leave my side, the monarch, who works diligently on paperwork in his bedroom.
Why would a beautiful woman with eyes to burn be working in my bedroom?
...If Bismarck wasn't the fanatically loyal girl everyone knows he is, I'd have my doubts.
Hmmm.
"Tsk. Two of the emperors who held the German Empire together have died three months in a row.... The Emperor and the Junkers are talking shit about nothing in sight."
"What shall we do? Your Excellency."
"What the hell am I supposed to do? I want soldiers on the ground right now to keep an eye on this shit."
"I see."
"And... You brought that in as a delivery price?! How many times do you think you're going to rip me off? Don't you low capitalists check the delivery price from the beginning? I want to get your asses as well as theirs!"
"Shi, I will correct you."
"Tsk. You're too young for that, not me!"
He may have changed his appearance, his body, and his gender, but his twisted personality doesn't seem to be going anywhere, does it?
Bismarck isn't the only one who's been TSed.
There's a little girl who looks a lot like my son, and she's peeling apples with her dainty little hands.
And who is she peeling those apples for?
She's cutting them for me, who's been bedridden for days with amnesia.
Hehe.
I guess I'm more of a daughter than a son.
"Hehe.... Hard to cut an apple.... Mother?"
"Huh? What's wrong, my dear Wilhelm III?"
"Because I'm not very good at it yet, but can't you, Mother, cut it for me?"
"Oh, I'm so sorry.... As much as I'd like to, my dear, I'm busy putting apples in the mouths of my lovely darlings myself. Hehe!"
"Hehe...."
The apple that the lovely Wilhelm III painstakingly shaved with his dainty hands....
I'm still trying to get my beautiful wife to take it from me and put it in my mouth.
Hmph....
Put that away.
...huh?
So why isn't my wife a TS?
...Ah!
It's because God hates BL water, just like it says in the Bible.
That explains it.
***
"Ahhhhhh. Honey!"
"Victoria...."
Auguste Viktoria Friederike Luise Feodora Jenny.
Thirty years old this year, a princess of the House of Schleswig-Holstein, my dear wife in her previous life and in this one.
My bittersweet marriage to her was, of course, met with much resistance within the Imperial Family.
Naturally.
Understandable.
At the time of my marriage, the German Empire was the Holy Grail of continental Europe.
It had unified the northern part of the Holy Roman Empire through the Customs Union, founded the North German Confederation, and then beaten the French Empire, one of the world's five great powers, to the punch by annexing the South German Confederation and unifying the German Empire.
Since the Hohenzollerns ruled the German Empire, how could they treat a princess like a human being when they didn't even have a princess in sight?
Even if she was a princess, she had no choice but to agree to marry me because I was the heir to the German Empire.
If my siblings, who are far from the first line of succession, cared, they'd be royalty.
So I'll accept the apology of my hard-earned other half.
"Put the apple down. Do you think I, the leader of the great Aryans, would accept an apple from anyone?"
"..."
I said in a blunt voice, refusing.
Her thin fingers came close enough to touch my lips, but I kept my mouth shut with a firm will.
Why?
It's embarrassing.
You see, I am the rightful monarch of the German Empire....
Whether you're a commoner, a nobleman, or the king of the Third Reich, you're a lowly creature who must bow before me....
It's humiliating to take something from someone.
Especially from a beautiful woman named Bismarck.
Look at her.
Her hands are hard at work on the paperwork, but her eyes are on us and her thighs are crossed.
She may be a woman, but she's no lady, and it's a disgrace to flirt in front of her subjects.
I may have been reborn after the fall of the empire, but the great soul of the emperor who ruled the German Reich is not dead.
Oh, great German Empire!
Oh, great Aryan race!
Oh, great German dream!
Besides, his head was too foggy from the after-effects of the regression to accept his wife's affection and love right now, and his mind was already full of other thoughts.
Leader of the Aryan People.... I like the name. It suits me better than the toothbrush moustache. Leader.... Leader....'
***
The traditional cold Teuton.
William II.
Seeing me like that, Victoria gave me a sulky look.
"Heh.... How dare he refuse the apple I cut for him.... You used to take it so well.... It's too much."
"Hmph."
"Still, as a wife, I can't give up on my dear husband. Ah~ try."
Despite my cold refusal, Victoria did not give up.
She was the kind of woman who would not give up on anything, even marrying the next Emperor of the German Empire with an all-consuming passion.
"No... No."
"If you hate it so much.... do you want me to give you a blowjob?"
"...!!!!"
Even at the age of 30, Victoria was still beautiful...
Or was it that she had matured with age?
I could smell the richness of her masculinity.
Hmmm.
I want to put a bullet in her forehead right now out of embarrassment, but since I've been reborn, shouldn't I be a little more proactive?
Maybe we could try each other's mouths for the first time in a while?
I instinctively jerk my chin toward her full lips.
"...Mother... Father."
"His Highness the Crown Prince. His Highness the Crown Prince! What are you doing?!"
"...!!!!"
"...!!!!"
Bismarck had already finished the paperwork and hugged Wilhelm III tightly from behind, then covered his eyes with his hands.
Then he looked at us with a pathetic look in his eyes, as if we were just trying to be nice.
Huh?
That's a very unfair look.
I don't deserve that look.
Besides, I think you're doing my daughter more harm than good.
You sneak up on my daughter and dump a big pudding on her head?
How dare you?!
I envy you.
"His Highness the Crown Prince. Have you forgotten that Your Royal Highness, King Wilhelm III, has two daughters in this room right now, both emotionally and educationally.... The act seems too soon."
"The law?! Chancellor Bismarck, speak plainly!"
"...You can't just say it like it is, right here, right now, in front of your children, can you?"
"This is... It is. Victoria, you understand."
"Tsk. I haven't played outside in a long time."
"Mmmmm!"
I nodded at Bismarck's words, which, unlike his lascivious body, were tight front and back.
After all, he's old-fashioned, conservative....
While our physical appearance is very different from our parallel worlds, our personalities are very similar.
Here is the problem....
The younger me would have cringed at her nagging, but the hammocked 80-year-old me found it rather endearing.
Okay.
Bismarck.
I'm taking you off my purge list.
Cckk.