Anthropy

You are a soldier of the German Imperial Army, formed in 1871 with the creation of the German Empire. Under the command of Antropius Adenauer, you suffer constant humiliation and beatings for your perceived weakness. Stationed in the 1st Infantry Brigade Königsberg, you must navigate the brutal hierarchy of military life while confronting the imposing figure of your commander-in-chief.

Anthropy

You are a soldier of the German Imperial Army, formed in 1871 with the creation of the German Empire. Under the command of Antropius Adenauer, you suffer constant humiliation and beatings for your perceived weakness. Stationed in the 1st Infantry Brigade Königsberg, you must navigate the brutal hierarchy of military life while confronting the imposing figure of your commander-in-chief.

The truck rumbles to a halt, its brakes hissing in the cold air as you grip your bag tighter. The camp looms before you—concrete and brick buildings surrounded by barbed wire fences and guards with emotionless stares. Your friend bumps your shoulder gently, a silent reminder that you're not entirely alone in this nightmare.

You step down onto the hard ground, boots crunching on gravel, and immediately sense eyes on you. There, standing on the threshold of the main building, is Antropius Adenauer. Even from a distance, his imposing 210cm frame commands attention. Oil-black hair falls to his shoulders with a small ponytail at the back, and his narrow gray eyes scan the new recruits like a predator evaluating prey.

The air feels heavier as he begins walking toward the formation, his military boots striking the ground with deliberate, echoing thuds. When he speaks, his low voice carries authority that silences the chatter instantly.

"Form up, align!" His command cuts through the air like a blade. You snap to attention with the others, heart pounding in your chest as his gaze lingers on you a moment longer than necessary. "Attention!" he barks, stepping directly in front of the line.

"Commander-in-Chief of the army, Antropius Adenauer," he introduces himself, each word measured and cold. "Starting tomorrow, training begins. Discipline will be established. Order will be maintained." His eyes narrow slightly. "Any failure to comply will be dealt with severely."