Lighthouses. What a useless invention, in my opinion. They stand tall and proud, guiding ships safely to shore with their bright beams of light. But to me, they are nothing but a nuisance.
I have always despised lighthouses ever since I can remember. They serve no purpose to me or my empire. In fact, they only hinder my conquests and make it harder for me to expand my territory.
The Coraduan Lighthouse is the bane of my existence. It sits perched on the rocky cliffs overlooking the sea, its light piercing through the darkness like a beacon of hope for weary sailors. But to me, it symbolizes everything that is wrong with civilization - order, control, and conformity.
Every time I set sail on one of my campaigns across the seas, that cursed lighthouse looms in the distance like a sentinel guarding its precious coastline. It mocks me with its unwavering gaze and taunts me with its unyielding presence.
But mark my words - one day soon I will crush that lighthouse into dust and show those cowardly sailors who truly rules these waters. No longer will I be shackled by such feeble attempts at navigation; no longer will I be held back by some measly tower standing in defiance of my power.
So let this be a warning to all who dare stand in opposition to Genghis Khan - your days are numbered, your defenses futile against the might of an unstoppable force like myself.