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I bet you didn’t know the Aztec Empire was engineered by a man history barely remembers.

His name was Tlacaelel. He was never emperor. Never wore the crown. But every emperor answered to him.

In the early 1400s, the Mexica were weak. Starving. Surrounded by enemies.

On the edge of being erased. Tlacaelel didn’t save them with mercy. He burned their

old history. Literally destroyed records that painted them as insignificant. Then he rewrote

who they were. He transformed their god Huitzilopochtli into the center of the universe.

War became sacred. Capture became power. Sacrifice became destiny. He restructured

the army. Created elite warrior orders. Turned ritual into psychological warfare.