[ WP ] You are the Historian , a shapeshifting , immortal being that gives historical figures a push in the right direction .

`` you're joking, right?'' I said with regret as I checked the next duty I had. 
 The screen on my History Checker read `` join the board of admissions for the art school Adolf Hitler applied to.'' 
 I had to reject Hitler from his dream school, and while ruining Hitler's life would be the goal of many a jew in the 1940s, I knew what it would lead to. I knew I would also have to make sure he knew jews were awful people. 
 
 `` Well, Mr. Hitler, your records are flawless, your art is incredible, and your passion is clearly uncontested. However...'' I said, carefully reviewing the perfect landscape Hitler had drawn. It was hard to pick it apart. It really was beautiful. Anyone would be willing to pay thousands just to have one of his paintings hanging on a wall in their house. I did happen to notice that one of the faces on the painting was smudged. That was something I could work with, but I could n't help but think about the devastation I was causing. 
 `` This face hear is n't very detailed.'' 
 `` Well, I'm not very good at drawing faces.'' 
 `` I'm very glad you applied to our school, but...'' 
 `` But?'' 
 I thought long and hard about my next words. Messing with history is more than taboo, it's downright dangerous, yet I had the opportunity to stop one of the most awful events known to man. I could n't bring myself to fail humanity, but whichever decision I chose, I would be doing exactly that...
