TL;DR 10/10, I was able to be Hitler and was assassinated by communists for being a good leader.
My party, The National Socialist German Workers' Party (NSDAP) came to power when Germany needed her the most. Mass unemployment, degeneracy, lack of national unity, rampant violence, corporate corruption, and inequality threatened the fatherland more than ever before, and to make matters worse, the opposing parties (The Undergound movement of Judeo-Bolsheviks) promoted these plagues upon my nation and were bound to get worse as time progressed.
Something had to be done, for the sake for the German people and the German fatherland, a young, noble drifter stepped into the spotlight. An Austria-born WWI veteran, decorated with numerous medals for valor and bravery, animal lover, vegetarian, and artist, knew what he had to do, and led the NSDAP to glory.
With slow, firm steps, things finally started to look for the better for the German people. Prostitution was outlawed, ethnic and cultural protection was ensured through anti-immigrant laws, the unjust capitalist economic system was replaced with a nationalist restricted-market system, and eventually, the newfound leader established a dictatorship and removed of the barely functional, if functional at all, Democratic system.
Eventually, national values werre finally instilled; anything the people did, they did it has one for the betterment of the state, and thus the betterment of themselves. Man cared for man, brother for brother, and the most beautiful display of comradery to date was born.
However, the leader was eventually assassinated by Communists, and all that he had done was shrouded in a thick mist of lies and propoganda. The chance of Germany every recovering to what she had accomplished is slim, but those of us that remember, that know what really happened, will never forget.
(~Disclaimer: Don't be an edgy Marxist and call me a Neo-Nazi, this is a joke, treat it as such.)