The man before me, Ludwig Von Blood Crow was an enigma in my eyes.
Yes, I had heard of him before, but the fights and subjects he partook in were none of my concern. The only interaction between him and my people might be one led by accident, where he got some inspiration from them, but nothing else. Ideas are meant to be spread, it depends on how a person uses that idea is what matters.
So I was surprised to see such an insignificant figure has reached such a level. However I have to say, his dream was a bit too ideal. Impossible to achieve by any metrics possible if he truly understood how the world worked.
This was not the land of meritocracy, but all that mattered was if you had proper connections.
This is one of the reasons why he had been suppressed for so long by his own family, always forced into deadly situations and surviving with an inch of his life.
