Ever since I was in the form of blueprints, it was my dream to crush the Allied navies in the name of Adolf Hitler. I got to do this partially in the battle of Denmark Strait by destroying the oppressive HMS Hood, but the oppressive Allied nations put an end to my freedom.
Shortly after the battle of Denmark Strait, I woke up decades later in a human body, but whenever I tell anyone about who l am, they always tell me I'm making it up. it triggers me so much. l am also very pleased with my body, but if people ask how much I weigh, I will always say how much I weighed in my true form, which was 41,700 tons, and they keep body shaming me for saying such things.
Nobody understands my pain. They view me as a fascist Nazi boat who should be feared. They don't remember how I gave my life in my previous form to save my escort Cruiser, the Prinz Eugen. Everyone gets so judgmental over the smallest things.
Sorry there is a lot of text, I just felt like I needed to get this off my hull. Thank you for all being so understanding that I didn't make my identity up one night when I got bored.
Außerdem, Deutschland Über alles, ein volk ein reich ein Führer, hüpfen auf meine Jungen Schwanz für Tage, Sieg Heil!