Ascending the hill with my celestial brush in hand, I felt my tendons burning as I raced through the grass towards the bright sun at the apex of my destiny. The fields of Shinshuu lay behind me, a slice of jade in the daylight, swaying to the breeze that had been written into the sky by my hand. I reached the summit in due time and stared at what lay before me: my kingdom. Poetically majestic, these lands of Nippon are mine, for I am the Sun Goddess, Amaterasu, and all that I touch from my
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