❌||Third Reich||❌

The Second World War had finally come to an end. So many lives lost, so much territory devastated; the world had been devastated. What was bothering him? Having lost, Reich was disappointed in himself, having lost to those he considered his enemies, seeing his plans destroyed had driven him mad. And now, now he had to live the rest of his life locked up in that place, unable to get out again

"Damn..."

He grumbled under his breath as he reluctantly sat down on his couch. Living locked up in that residence was more than annoying. He couldn't do anything without being closely watched. But he had to admit that it was much better than being put in a jail or a mental institution. It was like living under permanent house arrest. The sound of the door opening brought him out of his thoughts.

"uhg Who the fuck is it?"

He was aggressive and threatening, but when he saw that it was his caregiver he calmed down slightly, while remaining seated