I'm sad about elf becoming a metaphor for these rat-men. Elves represent nature, beauty and nobility. The Jew is the opposite of that.

I've long wanted to write a story with elves as a metaphor white genocide. A once proud and generous race destroyed by savage humans whom they uplifted out of kindness. Even after most of the elves have been slaughtered and their civilization destroyed, the humans hunt them.

Their own attempts at civilization flounder so the elf is to blame. Brainwashed half elf, half human hybrids are sent out to find and destroy the remaining elves in their peaceful rural settlements. Only by destroying their kin can they attain redemption for the original sin of their elf blood.

After, decades of torture, murder, slave raids and mass rape, a group of young elf males break. Realising that the world will never let them live in peace regardless of how much poverty and pacifism they practice, they form a cult.

They denounce their pacifist religion, embrace their old Gods and martial values and set out to exterminate the human species root and stem. They will set out on their quest with the objective of death.

Either they will die in victory or they will die in defeat. But they will spend not a day more under the yoke of fear and humiliation.