
The small force of Japanese defenders were staring at a almost certain doom, and yet they held that beech front, with a steadfast faith that Japan would never fall to an invasion force. A faith that had been passed down generations, all steaming from the religion of Shinto and the idea of Japan itself being a living Deity of divine protection. A feeling of invulnerability from forces outside of Japan that would eventually lead to their tragic defeat in WWII as well as an inability to surrender after the first atomic weapon was unleashed upon them. But these noble and loyal samurai waited on the beeches, massively out numbered. In the mind of each and every samurai was a feeling and absolute knowledge that Japan was in fact protected by something more powerful. God protected these warriors and their divine islands. After the first wave of attackers, the Mongolians quickly retreated to their ships, unaware that the Japanese were such well trained and powerful close combat warriors. The retreat had been precautionary since clearly the Mongolian force had the Japanese out numbered and processed advanced technology.
That very night, a devastating Typhon smashed the Mongolian fleet and destroyed nearly all the ships, most of which had been poorly crafted by Chinese ship builders. Now the once all powerful Mongolian attack force that had cut through Asia with such ease, quickly defeating all who stood in their way, now lay drowned and buried at the bottom of the ocean. The Japanese would take this as a sign of their divine right and protection from heaven, unfortunately nearly 400 years later it would also lead to the ultimate sacrifices of hundreds and thousands of Japanese lives. The trap of prescience had taken an unexpected divination from that all powerful force that is religious faith and unwaivering belief. A few years after the war Emperor Hirohito renounced his divinity and began relinquishing the government to a democratic format resembling what it is today.

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