Prologue
It has been a long and bloody war, for both sides it has had its losses and victories, I never wanted this to happen but knew that it would occur eventually. I am Lord Inu no Tashio of the house of Inu, Lord of the Western lands of Japan. I feel that I am the most responsible for the travesty that started this terrible war in the first place, but I remember that it is also necessary to change the stubborn minds of the foolish lords that dare to call themselves my peers. I will not be weighed down by fools who only take pleasure for themselves over their duties to their families and subjects. This war wasn't suppose to happen, but some idiot lord saw this as a perfect opportunity to seize power and replace our human Emperor. I was young and ambitious when I had presented my case and I still am determined in the principles and morals that I cling, they drive me to continue to speak out against the prejudice ways that demand that demons and humans are to never live in peace.
I now long for the day I can sink my venomous claws into that dreaded demon's neck. That Lord Naraku should have never been placed into power, why the other lords never stood up to him I will never understand. I knew why the common people never did because it was the fear he invoked as their new dictator who sends his minions to pillage and reap anything that is on his new lands. In a way he is the exact example why I wanted to change the ways of the demon and human separations. He wanted to keep slavery and label hayous as monsters that needed to be killed like unwanted garbage. He also wanted to dark arts to return to enforce him for his tyranny over the lands. Too much power has always corrupted a living being, human or demon. And a powerful greedy demon like Naraku wasn't what our small country needed.
The issues regarding slavery among the hayous and humans has always been an issue I appalled, and I hope that when the outcome of this war ends, each side would realize that we are all equals in the fate's plans, I already see it in nature everyday.
It is my fault that this war has lasted for so long, my ideals have also once again divided my household, but my followers are loyal to me out of both respect and reverence. I had succeeded in proving myself a good master and lord to my followers and soldiers. Yet, the old ways have divided my family once again. My wife has left me and my stubborn son followed her to her mountain retreat to hear more of her prejudice poison, he still blames me for her leaving when it wasn't under my control to begin with. I never wanted my family to suffer for my ideals, but as I have learned from my human comrades, it pays to persevere fighting for your honor and morals. And I will continue to live and fight for the dream that I had buried long ago to make this world better for my sons and their future children.
Right now, my son detests me even more, I am watching my troops break camp for the night after our recent victory over the panther demon tribes, and I had just received word that my beloved princess has been kidnapped, again.