This is our message to the Finixians living in North Antarch: We will kill you as we expand our territory and take what is rightfully ours. To the Empress Finix the Retarded, I will personally have your head mounted on my wall. I don't care about your messages of peace and unity. You know as well as I do that it will never happen. Antarchs and Finixians will never get along. You allowed this to happen. Your kind has oppressed us for centuries. Then when we finally were getting payback, you rebelled and needlessly slaughtered many of us. Cancerton runs with innocent blood. It will continue to be impure until the impurities have been wiped clean.
To the actual humans: I am the rightful leader of North Antarch. For centuries, from 1546 when the remains of Old Antarch washed up on Hani's shores up to 1929 when Emperor John the Strong took control of Hani, the natives of the island despised us. They did everything in their power to kill us off like the savages they are. But we resisted their pagan rituals. We huddled together in unity and became powerful enough to turn on our oppressors. And now they've killed my father Emperor Thomas the Benevolent and usurped the power from our hands. They oppress us once again. North Antarch will not tolerate this upheaval and we will do what we should have done long ago and wipe the islands clean. FiHami isn't a legitimate state and anyone who recognizes it as such will become an enemy of North Antarch.