Before he became him, Y/N Richter was an officer of the German Bundeswehr, and an attache of the European Union's German International Legion to the State of Japan. In an unfortunate event, he was brought into a different world, with a different tim...
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A/N: The story of Youjo Senki isn't mine, the GIF's, pictures, and videos are not owned by me. Credits goes to the original creators. I only own Y/N and the part of his story.
Heavily inspired by HOI4 Mods of Kaiserreich and Kaisseredux, and other fanfictions of Youjo Senki.
Gott min uns!
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February 25, 1922
Imperial War Academy, Berlun
It's my first day in the academy, and my first steps as a recruit as I enter the main entrance. I can see people entering the academy in their uniforms of dark olive, and a field cap that also matches the color of the uniform. As I continue to look around, I noticed young people as well entering the main hall. It didn't fazed me, since I was a part of the younger numbers and as much as I know is that having magic and skills to become a mage will be recruited to the army, thanks to the new law that the Reichstag have passed months ago.
I inhaled the cold, February morning air, smiling. Looking forward to the future with a determined and eager look.
It feels like boot camp all over again!
And because of myself not being so cautious, I bumped into someone and the person nearly tripped on his own suitcase.
"Ah, sorry!" I said. "You okay?"
The man immediately picked up his belongings, helping him as an apology. He nodded as he was surprised to see me, probably due to my height and age. I see his expression of a confused one changes completely as I offered him a hand.
"Apologies for bumping into you, I didn't see you on the way." I said, the man chuckled.
"Isn't it the opposite way around, young man?"
"Y/N Richter, from Pottsdam, just nearby."
He shook my hand firmly and smiled. "Adolf Hiedler, I'm from Braunau in the Austrian district."
My eyes became dull after he said his name.
Did he just said he was... Adolf Hiedler? THE MAN IN FRONT OF ME IS HITLER HIMSELF?!
Hey, Being O... This is a joke, right?
The skies didn't answer.
My thinking about the man was interrupted as he looked at me, waiting for me to say something. I shook my head, dismissing those negative thoughts as I retracted my hand.
"You're from Braunau? That's too far away." I said, frankly engaging to a new topic as Adolf nervously chuckled.
"I... yeah. My mum works as a servant to a noble house, sometimes life is hard that I had no choice but to help her when I learned that I like to paint and sketch." Adolf said with a downcast expression.
