To Make an Omelette

Daniel got into position and looked through the scope of his rifle. From his vantage point he had a clear shot of his target. This would be the second time he visited Nuremberg, Germany in the 20th century. The year was 1927, thirty-three decades before the time traveler had even been born. He had arrived to eliminate the menace that would bring about an unprecedented amount of death and destruction, the likes of which the world had never seen. The Nazi anthem began to play and a young Adolf Hitler would be stepping up to the podium soon. Daniel only had one shot.
He said a prayer and squeezed the trigger. His sophisticated sniper rifle fired a silent bullet through the air. The shot pierced the skull of the overzealous man aiming a gun out the window at Germany’s future Fuhrer a hundred yards away.
The threat had been eliminated. Hitler would go on to give his impassioned speech and rally the masses. In a few years Germany would go to war with the Allied Forces. The much more sinister, dangerous threat that would arise in place of the Nazi regime following Hitler’s assassination would never come to power. Daniel let out a sigh of relief, looked down at his hands, and watched himself begin to fade from reality. Though he was terrified that his existence was coming to an end, he took solace in the thought that he had righted his past mistake and put the world back the way it was supposed to be.
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