Together, we have built an empire of darkness. Our great city rivals anything that the fools to the north could ever hope to build. Our temples are devoted to a god that answers our prayers rather than sitting in judgment and allowing us to wallow in ignorance. We are strong, while the samurai of Rokugan are weak. They hide behind their shields, the philosophies of bushido and honor. They are weaker than us, and yet in the past they have defeated us. This has been done through sheer strength of numbers. We have made ourselves a target in the past, and given them an enemy around which to rally and overcome their differences. We have allowed them to defeat us.

No more.

The time fast approaches when we will be forced to adopt a new means of warfare. We will walk among our enemies, hidden and unknown. We will allow their prejudices against one another, their desire for vengeance over wrongs committed so long ago that no one remembers them, to cloud their vision. We will aid them in destroying one another, and when the battle rages too far out of control for there to be any hope of recovery, only then will we strike.

And by then, their doom shall already be sealed. They shall die, strangled in a web of deceit and violence of their own making.

The darkness shall reign.

Daigotsu
Dark Lord of the Shadowlands