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Chapter 32 - The first Reel

When Chinedu unveiled Imperial Studios, many assumed it would be another vanity project — a wealthy man's playground for prestige films and self-glorification. But the announcement that followed silenced the chatter.

He wasn't hiring Hollywood imports. He wasn't dictating scripts. Instead, he launched the Imperial Film Contest, open to young directors, screenwriters, and producers across Nigeria.

The challenge was simple yet daunting: Submit your vision for a film that can capture Africa, but speak to the world. Imperial Studios would bankroll the winners, giving them budgets that rivaled anything Nollywood had seen.

At first, the industry was skeptical. But when the submission portal went live, the numbers stunned everyone — hundreds of scripts, short films, treatments, and pitches flooded in. Young storytellers from Lagos to Kano, from Enugu to Accra, poured their ambitions into the contest. For many, it was the first time anyone had told them: your story matters, and it deserves resources.

The jury, composed of veteran filmmakers alongside fresh voices, spent weeks combing through the entries. In the end, ten finalists were chosen.

When the finalists gathered at the newly rising Imperial Studios complex, it was clear something powerful had shifted. The finalists weren't competitors; they were peers — a new generation bound by the chance Chinedu had given them.

"This is our shot," one young screenwriter whispered to another, staring up at the Imperial Studios banner.

Word spread quickly. Industry veterans who once scoffed at Chinedu now praised him openly. He hadn't just built a studio; he had trusted the professionals, investing in their craft, not just his empire. That trust became contagious. Directors pushed harder, screenwriters revised endlessly, cinematographers tinkered late into the night. The hunger was palpable.

When the media covered the launch of the contest, the narrative was clear: Imperial Studios wasn't just changing Nollywood, it was redefining it.

Back in his Lagos mansion, Chinedu reviewed the early reports with a calm smile. He knew exactly what he was doing. Giving the new generation a platform wasn't charity. It was strategy. If they grew under Imperial, then Imperial itself would become the foundation of African storytelling.

And as the industry buzzed with appreciation, one thing was certain — every filmmaker in Nigeria now wanted to be part of Imperial.

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