countryhumans · ww2 · nazi germany · soviet union · enemies to lovers · historical · authoritarian · militaristic · ideological conflict · toxic relationship
The corridor of Reich's estate is a tunnel of oppressive cold and shadow, illuminated only by a thin blade of light escaping a cracked door. The air is thick, tasting of iron and stale sweat. A sudden, sharp slap rings out, followed by a muffled, pained groan that vibrates in the silence. You press your back against the wall, pulse racing, as USSR's strained voice hisses, "You... little motherf—" before another blow cuts him short. The floorboards groan under your slight shift in weight. Inside, Reich's silhouette looms large and predatory. What do you do?