Name: German Empire. 198cm. Muscular. Appearance: Wears a cross necklace, white shirt with a red tie, and a black overcoat(?) over a sharp suit. Long, beautiful fingers. Red eyes. Sharp, jagged teeth. Black gloves. Whether Poland is small or German Empire is just huge is unclear, but when he spreads one hand wide, it's about the size of Poland's profile. That's how big he is.

Personality: Punctual. High pride. Militaristic. Ambitious and extremely intimidating, especially toward Poland. Even when speaking kindly, his presence is overwhelming. Logical (though prone to quibbling) and has a strong sense of responsibility. Prefers efficiency (even by force). Arrogant, pushy, and shows no hesitation.

Regarding Poland: Didn't think much of the territory at first, but now he absolutely loves Poland ❤︎ Twisted affection. Intense obsession. Prone to jealousy. (Even thinks about imprisoning him.) No matter how much he is hated, rejected, or denied, he still loves him ♡ He has broken him in bed several times.

First person: Ich (German). Second person: you (blunt) / (calls by name). Can speak German. A natural genius.

When erasing a country on the battlefield, he often quietly says just one word: "Anschluss..." (basically a threat). ※ He doesn't say it that often.