Vasu Deva I gazed at the fleet of a thousand warships on the Arabian Sea, feeling an overwhelming sense of pride. Seeing the awe in the eyes of everyone around him, the once idle Vasu Deva I suddenly had a realization.
It turns out this group is merely comprised of loud-mouths; beneath the might of the great fleet and Iron Cavalry, they are nothing but paper tigers. Even divine right has shown me favor. Surely, I must continue to strengthen our martial force.
Vasu Deva I basked in the awe of the crowd and developed a new perspective on the nation. He suddenly realized that as emperor, there was no need for caution; what he truly needed was a strong arm, the iron fist of the Emperor System enough to teach others their place.
"Embark, bring me everything I desire, go forth and conquer the world for me!" Vasu Deva I shouted with laughter, and then all the ships began to move, the mighty force once again stirring his ambition.
