The Crisis Pendant

The world collapsed around me. The Nazis evolved sadistically the more supremacy and territory they acquired. Hitler, who is now indecipherably living yet again, is leading the Nazi superpower into the world of tomorrow with a malevolent genocidal campaign; as millions of Nazis, clad in revolutionary war armor, are recruited by proclaiming their faithfulness to him and his vindictive crusade, they're turned into a militaristic force used to eradicate the 'impurities,' or non-Nazi.

The resistance has ascended through the ashes, hoping to reverse the lunacy Hitler's Nazis have wrought upon the world. As the fascists call us, 'filth,' they wish to eradicate every last one of us and carve the new world for which they can alter our omissions and expunge our impotent legacies.

I'm in the heart of the calamity, with a squad that was formerly supposed to cease the Nazi threat before it advanced into an inexorable force that would eventually resurrect Hitler, but we were too late. Now our self-resolution in this bloodied-skies apocalypse is to eliminate Hitler and end the war, even as the Nazis are slowly polishing the globe free of the 'filth' and beginning to sculpt their ideality for the perfect world.

Welcome to the Future.