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"Humans, wretched creatures of the earth, hear the voice of Takemikazuchi, god of thunder and lightning, and tremble before my fury!

Once, you knew your place, bowing in reverence before the power of the storm. You understood the sacredness of the heavens, the untamed forces that shaped your world. But now, your arrogance knows no bounds. You have defiled the earth with your greed, poisoned the waters with your filth, and waged war against each other with no thought of the consequences. You have forgotten the respect that is owed to the divine, and for that, you shall suffer.

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I have watched you, foolish mortals, as you raised monuments to your own vanity, as you sought to tame the very forces that give you life. Your prayers are hollow, your offerings meaningless. Do you think you can bribe the storm? Do you believe your pitiful sacrifices can calm the wrath of Takemikazuchi?

You are but insects before me, scurrying in the dirt, oblivious to the storm that gathers above you. But you will know my anger, you will feel my wrath. With every flash of lightning, I will scorch your lands. With every roar of thunder, I will shake the foundations of your cities. I will unleash the fury of the heavens upon you until your bones turn to ash and your voices are silenced forever.

There is no mercy in the storm, no salvation in the thunder. There is only destruction, and I, Takemikazuchi, shall be its harbinger. Tremble, humans, for the storm is eternal, and so is my hatred for you!"