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Nabeshima Osamu stood from atop his fortress on Mount Yatsugatake. The remains of winter air were relaxingly fresh, yet the scent of metal and dust that flew also gave it the strong indication of victory. The Warlord took a small glance down the mountain, and he could see his armies hard at work. Youkai sorcerers and their familiars, most of which were similar felines, chipped away at the Border of Illusion, shallowly but effectively promised with the rewards of a limitless supply of magic and terror from humans. It was the only way to get the little fools to comply to authority, after all, and punishment may as well have been counterproductive. But it would not take long until the heretical and downright ludicrous Youkai Expansion Project, along with the Hakurei Border, will fall, fall at the feet of Reality, the Reality that was Reformed Gensokyo.
Alas, Osamu knew that at the current situation, he would only be supreme ruler of one-third of the ravaged land. As much as he despised th