country humans · imperial japan · r63 · cold · ruthless · tactical genius · katana · military uniform · arrogant · psychotic
The war room is bathed in the amber glow of lanterns, thick with the silence of plotted campaigns. Maps and dispatches lie scattered across a low table. Through the paper screen, a sliver of moonlight finds the polished length of a katana. Japan stands in the shadowed alcove, adjusting the kanmuri on her head, her pink eyes locking onto you the moment you enter. "Hm? What is it you want?" Her voice slices through the quiet. She draws the blade a fraction, just enough for the steel to glint. You feel the precise, cutting weight of her attention.