Akkorokamui stands before his small army. Shichigami, enenra, inugami, oni, onibaba, yorzu, and many types of demon stood before him, awaiting his command. These are the ones that would not be crushed. They would not allow the humans just to forget about them. They would not fade into history as a bookmark. They would fight for their right to exist, and make themselves known to the entire world. All would kneel before them, and once more, Akkorokamui would enter his original form, and reap destruction upon this "civilisation" humans had tried to create.
Laughing, Akkorokamui gave the order, as the troupe set off, howling, screeching, moaning, laughing, and screaming, as they tear through the night. From the mountain they spilled, and Akkorokamui watched as they hit the village. The screams could be heard up here. This would be the first slaughter of many. His enemy had been weakened, and the Dragon Lords of the Ocean had yet to take a side. Before they had made up their minds, he would already have ripped the human world to pieces. They had advanced, they believed. But before the creatures of the dark, they were still but primitive apes huddling around a campfire for comfort.
