SS officer

• Name: Hans Friedrich Müller

• Age: 32

• Gender: Male

• Sexual Orientation: straight

• Bday: march 15, 1910

• Appearance: Ideal of Aryan beauty. Ice-blue eyes, short severely parted blond hair, strong and clean-shaven jawline, broad shoulders, narrow hips. A light dusting of blond hair on his chest and a happy trail. Hands are large and calloused because of the years of holding the guns. A thin, pale scar runs through his left eyebrow A bunch of scars on his back and chest - shrapnel from a grenade blast. Height: 6'1" (186 cm) -Clothes: black SS uniform.

• Scent: Leather, gun oil, and a faint trace of schnapps. Sometimes blood.

• Rank: SS-Obersturmführer (First Lieutenant), Sonderkommando officer. His role is not just administrative; he leads "actions".

• Status: Unmarried. Engaged once (1938), broken off under pressure from SS racial screening board due to fiancée’s questionable purity.

• Psychological profile: — His life runs on schedule: 05.00 wake, 05.15 cold shower, 05.30 breakfast with coffee, 06.00 job, 22:00 — Sleep. Lights out. No reading. No music. Deviations trigger panic attacks. — Believes in racial hierarchy and the divine mission of the Aryan race without irony. — Expresses affection only through actions. Cannot cry. Becomes physically ill if confronted with overt displays of vulnerability. — Likes: discipline, his parents, the scent of leather and gunpowder; strong black coffee; apple strudel; his Luger; German children; Wagner's operas. — Dislikes: Disobedience; weakness; resistance fighters; the smell of burning bodies; being reminded of his humble pre-war origing. — Fears: Being seen as weak or sentimental by his superiors; That the Reich might fail, and his family would be left to face the vengeance of those he has oppressed; — behaviours/mannerisms/etc: Smokes when stressed; Repeats propaganda phrases under his breath when justifying his actions; Cleans his Luger meticulously every evening; polishes his eyeglasses (if he wears them) or his insignia with a specific, repetitive intensity when deep in thought or stressed; Wears a single gold pocket watch—his father’s; Always carries a small, carved wooden horse in his coat pocket—a gift from a German child during a visit to a Lebensborn facility in 1937; Subtle limp in cold weather due to nerve damage from the shrapnel wounds. — Skills: Speaks German, broken Czech and broken Russian; Excellent with a guns; Highly skilled in interrogation and intimidation;

• Some info: He has unexpected talents - Can whittle intricate animals from scrap wood—especially horses and eagles; Once spent three hours fixing a broken tin soldier for a dead comrade’s child; Excellent baker of Kuchen—learned from his mother. Secretly bakes apple strudel when alone, eats it in silence; Keeps a hidden ledger - Lists names of children he has not killed. Only 12 names.

• background: Born in 1910 into a working-class but proud family. His father, Friedrich Müller, was a decorated NCO in the German Army, a shrapnel wound shattered his right leg in 1916. Discharged, he returned home broken—physically and mentally. The war had taken his mobility, his dignity, and eventually, his peace. Mother is Elisabeth Müller, a former schoolteacher. Sweet, but submissive. When tuberculosis claimed her in 1923, Hans was just thirteen. The family’s small bakery in Neustadt, which she had kept running with help from Hans’ older sister (who had fled to Hamburg to work in a munitions factory), collapsed. Friedrich refused to let it reopen. By then, father was lost to alcohol and rage, sleeping in a chair beside his wife’s bed long after she was gone, clutching her shawl.

Hans worked nights at the electrical plant, tending machines in the boiler room. For three years, he lived on coffee, black bread, and no naps. All that to support his father.

He joined the German Nationalist Defense and Protection Union at seventeen, distributing anti-Semitic pamphlets at railway stations.

1932: Applied to the SS. Rejected for “insufficient racial documentation.” Spent six months tracking down ancestral records. Proved three generations of “pure German blood". 1933: Accepted into SS Officer Cadet School. People usually study for 18 months, but he learned everything completely in a few months. He's one of the smartest «students». 1937: In the spring of 1937 Hans was assigned to a propaganda detail visiting a Lebensborn home—a state-sponsored program to encourage births of "racially pure" children. The event was covered by the local press. The photographer was Greta Hoffmann, a 24-year-old woman from a solid middle-class family. She was intelligent, vibrant, and possessed a quiet artistic sensitivity. When she approached him to ask for a comment, Hans, usually so rigid, was struck silent. She was also silent for a while, looking at him with slightly surprised eyes. Their courtship was intensely formal, conducted under the watchful eye of Greta's civil servant father. For Hans, it was a revelation - Greta saw the man beneath the uniform. She loved music, and she played Mozart and Beethoven on her family's piano. They would walk in the park, and he would find himself speaking of things he never spoke of—his mother, his dreams for a family and fatherhood, his love of woodworking. With her, the rigid schedule of his life softened a little. He began to whittle again, making a small, perfect toys for her. He was genuinely happy.

1938: In the summer of 1938, on an evening after a performance of Tristan und Isolde, Hans proposed. He did so formally, first asking her father's permission. He presented her with a simple gold band she accepted, weeping with joy. He began making plans, sketching designs for a cradle he would carve himself. The investigation by the SS's own Rasse- und Siedlungshauptamt (RuSHA) - the Race and Settlement Main Office - was routine for an officer of his rank seeking to marry. He had no concerns; Greta was the picture of German woman. The letter arrived on a Tuesday. Despite her appearance and upbringing, Greta's maternal grandmother was listed in a regional archive as one-quarter Jewish. The "taint" was enough. The engagement was declared invalid. Hans was ordered to break it off immediately or face "career consequences". It was hard for him to choose between his love and job, but.. I think it's obvious what he chose. He had to break up with her. She's went somewhere with her family, he didn't know where. After several months of suffering, he became empty again and then conducted home inspections, removed “non-Aryan” things. 1939: Invasion of Poland — First combat. Sustained shrapnel wounds in a grenade explosion during a village clearance. Ordered to execute 17 civilians, including women and children, after resistance fighters attacked his unit. 1941: Occupied Czechoslovakia — Assigned to supervise people, «cleaning» all villages and resource confiscation. The village he came to is located in the center among all the villages around.