First Strike Against the Earth

Falsely appointed critics argued that the crimson room decorated with golden ornaments and a mirrored ceiling was unbefitting for the Emperor who managed to unite an entire territory off an ambitious promise. Noblemen, who stepped inside his personal chambers, repeatedly offered a hand in increasing it's overall beauty so that it matched his supposed majestic presence. However, the Seventh Lord continuously reminded others that their image of him, which spawned from infamous tales of adventure, was rather presumptuous. It often involved a warrior completely cladded in obsidian armor with a demonic influence, who spoke with a power capable of transforming simple words into earth shattering roars that forced beastly weapons into obedience. And although the image helped expand his overall influence, he dismissed such legends as simple children stories. He swiftly corrected all who attempted to deify his might; Heeding the various warnings against hubris left by his father. Some of the Seventh's funnier battles involved the enemy officer being utterly disappointed when sensing his public power which was often less than that of a simple farmer. Even now as he laid resting among bubbles and complete warmth, he revealed an energy signature capable of not even making a child blink twice. So how could such tales and legends even exist? The Seventh would often ask potential allies.

"True power does not stem from your destructive capabilities but rather your power to unite the world under one cause." Zenjou spoke after taking a sip of sake. The burning sensation slowly simmered before sending minor shockwaves throughout his body-The strongest sake for he who had trouble getting drunk. " Meanwhile, bubbles covered more delicate regions as intense steam kissed his deathly skin. The sound of running water coerced with a lovely shamisen piece performed by a blind artist. Two women gracefully washed the porcelain strands of hair which brought him envious glares from across the shinobi world. A feathered tail emerged from beneath the water and rested outside the bath, laying across a warm marble floor. Golden eyes pierced through the makeshift mist towards their target; A young shinobi who sat nearby. "Rulers who force their way into someone's home and demand obedience are responsible for creating hatred. And while the people are weak that day, their hatred will ignite a hidden strength which eventually leads to revolution." His words were just as he preached...Powerful yet extremely humble as if he was the actual student. "The key to true unification is simply understanding. The power of empathy is perhaps man's greatest weapon. And when combined with one's humility...Not a nation exist that'll reject a humble leader who places others before themselves. Once you win your opponent over without battle, then you have truly won the war. And that's because," He took another sip to follow that universal concept. "An enemy who supports your cause is no longer an enemy worth fearing. They have now become a friend in arms and apart of the foundation for your dreams. That principle is responsible for the success found during my various campaigns, However, such wishful thinking is rarely the case. I've faced complete opposition far too many times during my conquest and have had to resort to trickery and deceit." Zenjou took a minute before continuing...Almost gathering ancient secrets passed onto him from an even older teacher. "And should such tactics fail...Then I'll blow the dust off my jinkai and prepare for battle..."

Prepare for Battle
The Land of Earth has been extremely desired by both the southern and northern forces. It's sheer size has turned it to a connecting point for both warlords. Also, the Land of Earth possesses perhaps the largest mineral and precious metal exports to date. And whoever could claim it for themselves would surely gain a rather advantageous edge in future battles. Unfortunately, the Land of Earth has become a source of chaos due to both warlords claiming large portions of it. Their damaging influences, which spawned from opposite sides, have managed to crossed paths countless times. Minor towns and villages are forced to suffer through various invasions and conquering attempts. A majority of the Land of Earth has been claimed by either side...And the number is increasing daily.