World War II
World War II.
The Second World War.
Germany's Ubermensch, Adolf Hitler, declared:
At his hip hung three gleaming legendary swords.
Manstein.
Rommel.
Model.
The names of Germany's Three Great Blades!
Germany was the nation that opened the curtain on the great war. At first, no one expected Germany to win. It was a defeated power, left frail and hollowed out by its loss in the First World War.
But Germany still had strength left in its bones.
A superhuman had appeared to lead them!
Under Adolf Hitler, Germany crushed Poland. Then it drove west. Laughing at France's faith in the Maginot Line, the Germans smashed through the Netherlands and Belgium and kept right on coming.
With the fire at its feet, France scrambled every available force into a defensive line — but that desperate stand looked truly pathetic in the eyes of an Ubermensch.
"Status report?"
Hitler had come to the battlefield in person. The officers swallowed hard.
"Mein Führer! Enemy resistance is fiercer than anticipated. Especially in those woods—"
"I will open the path. Continue the advance!"
Hitler headed for the front himself.
Those bulging, dead-fish eyes swept the trees and undergrowth. The unpleasant, inhuman dart of his pupils took in everything in a single instant!
Judgment complete, Hitler launched himself forward at a speed no human eye could follow — like a beast!
"Mein Führer!"
His escort troops scrambled after him in a panic, but catching an Ubermensch was impossible.
Hitler ran. He kicked off tree trunks and flew like the wind!
Shook! Shook! Shoo-shoo-shoo-shook!
French soldiers felt something flash past them — and were dead before they could register what it was.
Wherever Ubermensch Hitler passed, only headless corpses remained.
"There's something out there! Fire!"
Only after he had left a trail of countless bodies did the French soldiers finally spot the Ubermensch, and a storm of gunfire followed.
Tadadadang—!
Cha-cha-chang!
Hitler drew his beloved blade Manstein and swatted every bullet aside!
The legendary sword, capable of freely changing its form, had taken the shape of a great scythe — the will of a Führer who meant to harvest enemy necks made manifest.
In the distant future, this operation would be called the Sickle Cut. This was why!
"Hwaaagh! It's a monster!"
"Don't stop firing!"
A French officer barked at his terrified men and drew the sword at his hip.
"Vive la France!"
Drawing sword-ki from love of country, the officer charged Hitler with raw courage — and Manstein swept through a blurred arc.
Seogeok.
A head tumbled uselessly across the ground.
"Hiiiek!"
Terror-stricken French soldiers scattered in every direction and fled. These cowards! Six weeks, the lot of them! They were the white stripe on the tricolor!
Hitler sneered at them and was certain of the operation's success.
"Advance! Advance! Seize Paris!"
At the Ubermensch's roar, the Wehrmacht generals raised their hands and bellowed.
"Heil Hitler!"
In their pupils, the Hakenkreuz blazed with vivid light.
Kuuuurrrng.
The panzer divisions thundered down the path Hitler had carved open, and after an unbroken string of victories, Germany succeeded in bottling the main Allied force against the beaches of Dunkirk.
"We must kill every last one of them at once!"
An agitated general said as much, and Hitler answered:
"Won't those losers go home and spread terror? Leave them be."
?
Did he have any idea how many men that was? The generals studied Hitler carefully — and looking into those dead eyes fixed with absolute resolve, they understood.
The Führer meant every word!
There was reasonable resistance to this insane order.
"B-but… Mein Führer!"
"Are you defying my command?"
"No, sir!"
But the Führer's authority stood unassailable!
Under Hitler's deliberate neglect, the Allies pulled off a massive evacuation. What followed was the occupation of France. Northern Europe, Yugoslavia, Greece, Italy, Spain, and on and on.
Germany conquered every inch of Europe save the island nation…!
Before a great superhuman there was no such thing as defeat, and the German people cheered and cried out:
The Hakenkreuz that symbolized Hitler's enlightenment blanketed all of Europe.
The sight pleased the Ubermensch greatly.
"The German people need a wider dominion!"
Hitler began publicly shouting such things like a man high on drugs.
"Mein Führer, we have already conquered Europe."
A loyal retainer said as much.
And Hitler answered:
"The Untermenschen of the East still remain, do they not?"
The German generals, already content with an unprecedented great achievement, exchanged uneasy glances — but not one of them could raise an objection to the Ubermensch.
"The dominion of Greater Germany must rightfully grow wider still!"
Hitler launched a surprise invasion of the Soviet Union, with whom he had signed a non-aggression pact. Thus began the German-Soviet War.
"Sieg Heil!!!"
Germany, which had at first advanced without obstruction, found its ankles seized by Russia's mud and General Winter.
"[You shall not pass!]"
"[Soviet Ura!]"
"Damn these bastards! Shoot them!"
The soldiers diligently gunned down mud and General Winter alike, but in that era the land overflowed with endlessly spawning spirits, and the Soviet Union finished regrouping.
Even so, German victory still looked certain.
Victory, and victory again!
The lightning advance continued until Germany at last reached Moscow itself.
A crisis for the Soviet state. A crisis for the motherland.
And so Stalin rose in fury!
Father of the People.
The Man of Steel.
General Secretary of the Central Committee of the Communist Party of the Soviet Union.
Chairman of the Council of People's Commissars of the Soviet Union.
Chairman of the Council of Ministers of the Soviet Union.
Chairman of the Soviet Superhuman Council.
And so on!
"…Let the victorious banner of the great Lenin lead you!"
The General Secretary's endless speech. Dominated by the overwhelming power of communist brainwashing, every citizen of Moscow threw themselves with total force against Germany!
Bang!
"Kgh! Filthy Untermensch scum!"
A German soldier who had shot a child charging with a bomb recoiled in horror and called for retreat. Every human being in Moscow was rushing them like zombies.
Hitler spat volcanic rage and berated these cowards. Then he took the field himself.
Arriving in Moscow, Hitler swung the merciless blade Rommel and slaughtered every Untermensch he met — until at last Stalin heaved his heavy body upright.
"Hitler. Withdraw now."
The General Secretary's eyes blazed red!
The brainwashing ability unleashed at full power by the master of communism was the greatest mental attack on Earth. The force that dominated the entire people of Moscow was now aimed at a single man.
【STAND DOWN!】
The General Secretary's overwhelming hypnotic brainwashing slammed into Hitler!
Hitler's dead-fish eyes slowly began to regain their light…!
On the very brink of losing consciousness—
The legendary blade Model unleashed its power!
Mental Wave Blockade
Mobile Blade Model — Awakening
Giiiiing—!
The legendary blade Model fired ultra-low-frequency waves and canceled out the hypnotic pulse.
Hitler snapped back to himself, recovered those dead-fish eyes once more, and drew Model!
Cheolkeok.
The legendary blade Model, drawn by Hitler, now shielded the Führer. No mental interference would ever reach him again!
"The inferior tricks of an Untermensch will not work on me!"
Sensing that battle was unavoidable, the General Secretary settled into a threatening stance like a brown bear and prepared to fight.
"Die, Untermensch!"
Blitzkrieg
Three Swords as One
Third Reich Flash!
Hitler had reached the realm of wielding all three blades at once by growing an extra arm!
Grotesquely, a hand sprouted from his forehead. This was true three-sword style!
Manstein.
Rommel.
Model.
All three legendary blades flew at Stalin simultaneously!
"I will show you the power of communism!"
A colossal phantom of steel rose before Stalin and met Hitler's assault!
KUAAAAAAAAAANG──!
The opening exchange of a ferocious duel was traded, and neither side claimed victory.
Seven days and seven nights.
At the end of that long battle, Hitler drove Manstein through Stalin's lung, and Stalin shattered Hitler's ribs with an iron fist.
Both superhumans collapsed at the same moment.
Both had taken grievous wounds and recorded a draw — and Germany, stripped of the power of its Ubermensch, was driven back in a defeat that defied belief.
Days like that continued, until at last Hitler rose from his sickbed, drew his blades once more, and prepared to march on the Soviet Union again.
That was when the Allied landing operation began.
KWAAAAAAAAANG!
The sky itself opened.
America's sky shoved France's sky aside!
Seated upon a flying golden throne, Roosevelt gestured — and the bombs of democracy poured down upon the earth.
Beneath the bombardment of Roosevelt, enthroned on a golden seat that symbolized the Gold Rush, the Allies succeeded in landing on the French coast.
Hitler turned west instead of east.
His blade pointed at Roosevelt.
"Roosevelt, you Jewish puppet!"
Hitler on the ground leveled his sword and roared, and Roosevelt in the sky answered:
"Evil shall rightfully be defeated!"
At last the two superhumans collided!
KWAAAAAAAAANG!!!
Blade and bomb crossed…!
An endless rain of bombs poured down. The Führer intercepted every last one, pressed forward — and won.
Roosevelt, who flew through the sky, was defeated.
The cause of defeat was clear…!
There were not enough senators willing to authorize use of the Arsenal of Democracy.
"This is the limit of democracy, Roosevelt!"
Hitler sternly rebuked him.
Democracy was inefficient!
"Kh…"
Roosevelt fled through the sky!
The earthbound Allied forces were annihilated.
Faced with this shocking result, an armistice was signed between the Allies and Germany.
Hitler raced back to the Eastern Front, and before his blade the Soviet Union tasted endless defeat — yet the people under communist brainwashing never surrendered.
A long, grinding war of attrition dragged on, and blood flowed like a river. Before long came the rematch between Hitler and Stalin, and Hitler won!
In the end, the Soviet Union had no choice but a humiliating armistice.
The territory ceded by the Soviets stretched from the Kola Peninsula through Belarus all the way to Ukraine — a vast dominion.
At last the Greater German dominion Hitler had dreamed of was complete! It even seemed larger, top to bottom, than what he had originally envisioned!
Tragically, Hitler — the architect of this victory — ended his life on a dose of narcotics far exceeding the lethal amount his personal physician had been so carefully administering.
Rumors circulated among Germany's upper ranks that even his consent to the armistice had been the work of those drugs.
At the news of Hitler's death, the Soviet Union and the Allies — both still under armistice with Germany — trembled with rage. But having just signed a ceasefire after suffering catastrophic losses, neither nation could resolve to go to war again.
That rage turned instead upon the Japanese archipelago!
Beneath the furious clubbing of the Allies and the Soviet Union, Japan was destroyed.
America. The Soviet Union. Germany.
The world foretold by China's great prophet Zhuge Liang had come to pass — and it was called the Strategy of Dividing the Realm in Three.
At last, the age of the Three Kingdoms had begun!
Chiang Kai-shek founded the Chung Nation in resistance to this New Order, but it crumbled beneath Mao Zedong's mystical ability — the Long March followed by the assault of the Harmful Sparrows.
Ah— where is the hero who will rule the world?
It is none other than the nation you lead!
Face the Three Powers and claim victory!
"Fuck!"
That is the basic background of this shitty-ass game.
Doesn't make a damn bit of sense? Yeah, same here!
There's a reason they call it a shitty game.
An incomprehensible story.
A skill structure built by idiots.
Disgusting NPCs.
A society that defies all common sense.
…And a goddamn story progression from hell.
I was playing this trash fire of a game when I got isekai'd into the Korea I had been running.
"I wasn't playing this thing because I thought it was funny!"
This game is the greatest on Earth, the greatest in the universe, and no one shall deny it!
The moment I cackled and slapped a perfect five-star rating onto a review board drowning in one-star scores — I got isekai'd.
It felt like I'd been flying through the sky and then slammed face-first into the ground.
Living in a world of one-eyed people was hard, wasn't it?
Welcome now to the world of the two-eyed!
That garbage was floating right in front of my face.
A world just for you is waiting right here!
Goddamn it! All of this is the aliens' fault!