Warning!
This story that I've written is not intended to glorify or condone any historical event. I do not condone the actions of the characters in the story, and they do not represent my beliefs in any manner. I should also mentioned a content warning for subjects related to the Third Reich, or World War II overall.
Any correlation to any real historical figures, or nations are purely coincidental.

Summary.
The story is set in an alternative world where through the onset of a weakening government, the Eisenblut Empire has become naught but a shadow of its former glorious past. With the weakening government, the nation split into two sides, both of radical ideals. The people of the nation has reached its breaking point, with its population in outrage. Taking advantage of this sudden shift towards radical ideals, the leader of the radical Schwarzenblut party, Seraphine von Schwarzenblut, gathered many followers. Then, using the power of her popular outlook among the populace, she forces the government to amend their nation's policies, allowing an additional seat to be added to board of department heads, one that would be attributed to her. After she successful eliminated any more political rivals, she has managed to establish herself as the nation's Supreme Fuhrerin, with absolute power over military affairs. With the assistance of her loyal Chancellor, Sophie, she begins building her nation "to reclaim their former glory".

Author's Comments.
How long has it been since I last looked at this thing? Probably 4 years at this point? I've been writing, not always on this project specifically, but due to cringe I've neglected it. I was originally planning on posting once the war actually starts, but the buildup took far longer than I actually expected. I think I made a comment that I was "close" to finishing the part, but excessive paranoia and constant rewriting and editing, in addition to a bit of writer's block has caused that to fall apart. Also, 4 years later, my writing style has changed considerably. Reading old stuff makes me feel a sense of cringe, and so I'm forced to rewrite. That ended up being an infinite cycle though. Don't know if anyone did read this shitshow, but if there is at least one person, I'll at least post what I have thus far. Time to stop running away I guess? Hopefully the reader will find the writing improving as they move along the story.