Chapter 444: The Cathedral of Light
Industry had come to Germany at a rate faster than ever before perceived possible by even the greatest of economists around the globe. And the reason for that was simple.... Bruno had done the unthinkable and brought forth future knowledge of how the world would one day come to work, and spent decades laying the foundations for it across the Reich.
But something else had changed with it. Since Nikola Tesla’s theories were proven true, and functional, the city of Innsbruck, which was now the capital of the Grand Principality of Tyrol, had been under reconstruction.
Why was this the case? It was because it needed to be rebuilt, in a way that still respected the heritage and culture of the region, but also with regards to the new future Bruno and Tesla had created together.
The first major resonance tower had been constructed within the grand spire of Bruno’s baroque palace. Once meant to house nothing but bells and a cross, now cradled by something stranger—a humming metal obelisk, alive with unseen power.
It was still classically beautiful. Austro-German craftsmanship—arched facades, gargoyles, wrought balconies of imperial pride—but from the crown of the palace rose a gleaming framework of brushed steel and brass, humming like it was alive.
The world expected the future to rise from glass towers. Instead, it bloomed from limestone, marble, and sovereign will. It was not the era of solar powered reinforced concrete and glass skyscrapers. No, the future of this world was a synthesis of what had been, and what could be, if humanity was not guided by petty greed.
And so too had the city of Innsbruck begun reconstruction, a city of light, in the darkness of the world, a living, breathing entity of power. While smoke and smog filled the air of the world’s other greatest capitals, Innsbruck alone was clean and gleaming. A testament to a future beyond the foolishness of human nature and recklessness.
Since Bruno first came to assume his position as the Grand Prince of Tyrol, the city had immediately begun renovation in a way that allowed free, eternal, and clean power to spread throughout its borders. With the goal of eventually powering every home, every building, and every vehicle.
Streetlights become a functional blend of power transmission and illumination during the night, becoming pylons and nodes for the resonance tower to reach out to and kiss with its invisible electricity.
And the stoplights, invented with the perfection of traffic control in mind, now operated in much the same manner. If there was a place that could blend function with power transference, it was in the act of being retrofitted here and now as the 1920s slowly crept up on the world from afar.