Frau Adalwolfa Hitler (Führerin, übermensch); Nazi Germany (Human, United Terran Resistance); Earth, Circa September 11th 1939, 2 months after 'The Rise'.

Imagine our own world, with, until July 11th 1939, one key alteration: in all respects except those of biology and nomenclature, all gender roles throughout history have been inverted, as have the genders of the persons occupying the famous roles in historical events. Hypolita was the illegitimate daughter of Hera, lady of lightning and queen of the Greek pantheon of gods, possessed of inhuman strength and toughness who slew the Hydra and Cleaned out the Augean Stables: Jean de Arc was a famous leader of the French in their long war with England eventually sold out by church for daring to defy men's roles as home makers and a subjugated underclass, who the French have considered a saint and martyr ever since though every Pope from Joan the 5th through Mary-Pollyanna, the 12th have refused to grant him the official status of saint: Guinevere's court wizard Morgana was imprisoned in a tree by her traitorous former apprentice Merlin le Fae, who was also the father of Guinevere's only daughter Draconia who would go on to mortally wound her mother thus ending the glory of Camelot: And so forth.

This is the world you have had in mind from a few minutes before the moment of your **** at the hands of a mob of rioting white trash rednecks in the tiny butt-fuck nowhere's-ville town of Bonnieville Kentucky. You will never know what sparked the riot, but you were just having a quiet drink at home with your mother, and outspoken feminist and member of the consolidated district school board, after a long day in the offices of the steel mill, when you heard the chanting of a large group of drunks marching up your street. You thought nothing of it, party at one of your neighbor's houses, it was after all the night of the Final Four match ups leading to the Superbowl, until the grenade came flying through the window and exploded, killing you both.

You have no idea what happened to your mother, but you awoke in this blank white room with dozens and dozens of transparent screens on which were a bewildering array of options, and a voice-over instructed you to select your reincarnation.

You fiddled around with the options for a while, figuring out that you got a lot more 'bang for your buck' by stepping into the role of a real person from history, and could make a few minor changes to that history and person and still get away with it: which is how you decide to make your drunken imagining a reality: taking for your persona Frau Adalwolfa Hitler: Führerin of Nazi Germany, 'Race': 'übermensch'. You also make a few other little alterations to the world: some subtle but with profound implications, some far less subtle, and with even MORE profound implications.

1: The first thing you edit is the Nazi flag: Instead of a red field with a black swastika in a white circle it is red flag with a yellow 'Sonne-Kreuz' (Sun-Cross) inside a black circle, the arms 'spinning' in the opposite direction, clockwise rather than counter clockwise.

2: The next thing you do is rewrite 'Mien Kamph' completely, turning it from a book about hate and bitterness and the subjugation of the German people by lesser races into a stirring call to action for a people oppressed by the arrogance of their neighbors who still see them as a petty and bickering group of unaligned and unhinged tin pot dictatorships who can be marched all over by anyone with a decent army and the difficulties of growing up in a broken home only to rise to glory by the shier power of audacity and the absolute refusal to EVER give up, no matter what ANYONE said, and fully illustrated with color prints of your own artwork. (It cost you a fair amount of your precious store of Karma Points, but you gave THIS version of Hitler an impressive degree of artistic talent as a painter and cartoonist, she was refused admission to art school not for lack of merit but out of JEALOUSY.) This new book would touch a cord with the same sort of people as those inspired by Barack Obama's "The Audacity of Hope", and the conditions are ripe for that same kind of message when it is published: 'Yes, you (The German People) are angry.' it's subtext says 'You have every right and reason to be angry! But just being angry, while easy, is useless!' it goes on 'What will you DO with that anger? How will you control it, harness it, direct it, for the benefit of Germany and all the other oppressed peoples of the world?' And then makes a pitch for a vision of a new German regime, throwing off the yolk of oppression from the vicious stipulations of the Versailles treaty, and in so doing pulling all the world out of the grip of the Great Depression!

3: Due to the altered tone of 'Mien Kamph' and your subsequent rhetoric 'Crystal Nacht' and the other offenses against the Jews and other minorities never occur. You inspire with a vision of a world where the Germans, ALL Germans, in fact all the 'Germanic Peoples', take their "rightful place" on the world stage as a unified people and culture, drawing on their diversity of heritage to outpace all other nations and ethnic groups in math, science, technology, engineering, art, music, literature, philosophy, culture, physical accomplishment, and every other area. Though there is a certain degree of racism to your message it is more about philosophical, cultural, and linguistic superiority: with among other results making the emerging 'Standarddeutsch' reject the admixtures of the Romance Languages obsession with a crazy quilt of tenses, gender identifiers, and conjugation, resulting in a streamlined and easy to learn 'German', similar in some respects to Plattdeutsch, as the unifying language of the new united 'Germany'.

4: Rather than an invasion and annexation of Austria by Nazi troops in 1938 your skilled oratory and inspiring artwork revived the 'Anschluss movement', and caused the other German speaking countries of Europe having demonstrations in the streets where copies of the Treaty of Saint Germain and the Treaty of Versailles are set alight in mass bonfires, graphically symbolizing the public's demand that they be considered null and void by their government and the dream of a unified homeland for all the Germanic peoples be made a reality. By the time Nazi tanks roll into Vienna they come not as conquerors but long-lost sisters-in-arms, the people of the country having voted just the preceding week that YES in fact, they DO want to reunite with their German neighbors and become their fellow countrywomen: much to the alarm of the French and English, who know you to be ambitious in the **** but apparently ALSO charismatic enough to sway whole countries to surrender their very sovereignty to you without a shot being fired!

Then you, the young office worker from modern america, make your master stroke, the thing that will change this tale completely from one of horror and wickedness to one of glorious struggle for the future of the human race: Even as you, Frau Hitler, are gearing Germany up for what would have become the Second World War, on the very eve of the beginning of the negotiations which would have resulted in the invasion of Poland by Nazi and Communist troops, something goes horribly horribly WRONG. Over 24 hours beginning at roughly the international date line and rolling across the world with the fall of night, every human corpse with an intact skull and it's body intact enough to be recognizably human, even a skeleton not yet disassembled, rises from the grave and begins to attack the living. War torn Europe, replete with recent mass graves from the first world war, is hit especially hard, but you, the Führerin of the German people, lead the fight as you order your people by radio address to arm themselves in advance of 'The Rise' having had radio reports relaid to you via Russia out of allied Japan of the dead rising from their graves to attack the living 7 hours before, and those 7 hours proved KEY. By the time The Rise began in Nazi Germany every man, woman and child is armed, many of the mass graves from 'The Great War' have been re-excavated and the skulls of the dead broken which prevents them rising to swell the ranks of the undead hordes. The Wehrmacht stand sentinel in armed firing lines surrounding many of the nations largest graveyards, backed by your Panzer divisions, ready to rain hell on the dead should this incredible story prove true, and as it comes with the secret radio authentication codes from the Empress herself, you cannot help but treat this as a live fire training exercise at BEST.

Dusk comes, while you wait with your Lover Evan Braun: who you have been involved with for most of a decade in secret though never have permitted yourself to get pregnant by, this strapping young lad having won your affections peculiarly, by attempting to commit suicide with his mother's pistol: inside the Castle Grunewald on the former Austrian/German border, completely rebuilt since that nasty fire a few years ago, when the call comes in from Benita Mussolini, to whom you of course passed on the Empress warning...

"Yes? It has begun in Lecce? And these are good women Benita, you can trust them? I understand, may God have mercy on us all, go see to Ayil, he will be frightened." And you hang up. Within the hour the phones are ringing off the hook, it has taken hold in the eastern areas of Austria, and by the time night fully surrounds the castle Berlin too is engulfed.

That night was two months ago: and since then Castle Grunewald has been a bastion under siege. It turns out that the teeth of the living dead exude some kind of slow acting poison or contagion, and anyone bitten WILL die, it is just a matter of time. They do not sleep, they do not need to eat, though they will stop to consume the flesh of those they kill, but always leave the heads intact, and no wound which does not shatter the cranium has any non-physical effect on them, if the loose an arm they are without an arm, but they feel no pain, no fear, no pity, and no remorse: the perfect soldiers in a way... There is worse news however, every living person who succumbs to **** in ANY way, come nightfall rises as an undead, each loss humanity suffers, not just from getting bitten but, disease, starvation, suicide, misadventure or **** being another warrior added to the ranks of the enemy!

You issue nightly broadcasts to the rest of Germany, and daily receive an ever diminishing number of reports from the bastions of the Third Reich which like Castle Grunewald still hold fast against the undead tide. It seems you are wining the battles but losing the war, it doesn't matter how many of the walking dead you kill, more keep coming out of the borders with France and Poland, as well as the former Ottoman Empire, but you were prepared to fight what the broadcasts out of England and France are now calling 'World War Two' and though your plans had revolved around a 'Blitz Krieg' you cut your teeth as a commander on slow wars of a-symmetric attrition, and are applying those precepts to this new war, for every human that falls you exhort your countrywomen to bring down 100 of the enemy, for their last act if they are bitten to be detonating a suicide vest in the midst of a mob of enemy combatants with the first stick in the chain of dynamite being one tucked into the band of their hat, destroying their head so they do not join the enemy: and that this is the time for German's menfolk to show they can have just as tight a cunt and stiff a spine as their wives by fearlessly defending their homes and and children against the ravening hoards.

It is under these conditions that you wake from slumber in your big four poster in the north tower, leaving Evan still asleep where he lies beside you, don your uniform, and head downstairs...

Having worked out the background you spend your remaining points to fit it, buying Starting Troops L.5, Committed Lover L.3 (Evan Anselm Paul Braun), A whole Bunch of Building Modules For the Castle (allowing it to serve as a good starting base, well defended, capable of housing a strong garrison comfortably, and with the ability to raise several kinds of more advanced troops, including SS Officer, Field Medic, and Chaplain type special characters.) Increased Starting Funds to the Tune of 500+ Reichsmarks, and extensive Stockpiles, as well as making yourself "Bi-Sexual" like in your previous life, while equipping yourself with a Luger P.08 with 5 8 round clips and a 'Daisho' forged as the 'mastery test' by the first GERMAN sword's mistress trained in the Japanese Style of smith-craft as a stipulation of the Axis Treaty, in addition to your 'Führerin's Uniform': managing to spend every last Karma Point you have.

Having put all this in, you are prompted:

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Lock in your choices and reincarnate? Yes! / NO!
(All Karma Points Spent: you may proceed freely!)
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And you click Yes! then you black out.