Rage Deeper Than Blood

Ludwig was the younger brother and he didnt mind. He loved and adored his elder brother. He was happy to be the lesser. The overlooked. He was proud of his brothers intimidating army and impressive empire. He was content with being in his big brothers shadow. Then, after WWI, he learned something. Small is weak and the weak are bullied. He would never again be small or weak. He would be great. He would be the empire everyone remembered. He would be feared and respected. The world would fall to its knees, and he would look down upon them. No one would stop him. No one would be better than him. No one was safe. Not even his dear brother.