Bruno sat in an open café in the center of Innsbruck. The city had grown significantly since he was first granted dominion over the Grand Principality of Tyrol.
A fusion of past grandeur and modern technology, the city resembled a continuation of imperial legacy rather than a sad replacement of Europe's esteemed past.
As the waitress brought a pair of dishes to the table, Bruno sat and admired the peaceful streets he ruled over.
In his past life, such scenes were captured on film from a bygone era. But rarely witnessed in person.
Mothers walked with their children in hand; cars stopped and allowed pedestrians to pass by without a single honk of the horn.
Neighbors waved to neighbors and chatted briefly before returning to their daily lives. This wasn't a city of individuals looking after themselves; it was a community.
