Heinrich Louis Bodmer had a deep dream.
He dreamt of his Hydra punching the CIA, kicking Mossad, and crushing MI6 to death with one big sit, with everyone chanting my name, praising me as: King of the World.
General Victor bent down to put a medal on me, and entrusted me with important tasks, even supporting me to become the next President of Mexico!
But just as the dream seemed increasingly real, a sudden splash of water jolted him awake.
Heinrich Louis Bodmer slowly opened his eyes, still carrying a trace of fatigue and bloodshot eyes, suddenly feeling pain in his wrist, realizing something was wrong, he quickly lifted his head, only to see Reinhard Tristan Eugen standing in front of him, looking at him with a unfriendly expression.
"What are you doing? What do you want to do! Reinhardt, are you planning a rebellion?!!"
"I think it's you who are rebelling!"
