The opening ceremony had concluded, leaving the crowd in complete and utter awe. On the morrow, the Games would begin. But tonight, Germany celebrated.
A grand reception was held in Berlin for the world's leaders and international delegates—those who had come to witness the dawning of a new era. An era of steel and order, of civilization reshaped by discipline—not decay.
For the Germans, the air was thick not with arrogance, but with assurance. A miasma of quiet confidence permeated the grand halls. They had trained harder, longer, and under better conditions than any other nation. And now, they were ready—not merely to compete, but to dominate.
As the athletes prepared for the coming contests—of strength, agility, perception, and sheer force of will—Bruno and his family stood among the powerful.
