Tokyo, Japan
June 30th, 1914
As the sun crept low beyond the horizon, a young messenger boy named Kenta bounded down the narrow streets, fearing his time had run dry. He was just 100ft from the door to The Emperor's castle. Inside, Emperor Taishō had held a meeting for the fourth time in the week with his commanding officers, generals, and advisors. It wasn't long ago that the Archduke of Austria Hungary had been assassinated, assumably by Serbian nationalists, but of course, these were the trickles Japan had picked up on from the western world. Within the ancient castle, one of the last of its kind and only used during emergencies of national proportion, there were seventeen hundred rooms. Emperor Taishō met with his staff in the largest room, located in the central most region of the castle, and the only room directly accessible from the entrance. Their fourth meeting had started only shortly before the telegram being carried by the messenger boy had arrived to Japan.
At 10:30, the Emperor gathered his staff in the 'war room' to discuss the immense tension in Europe.
"Gentlemen, as you may know, my greatest concern lies with our Empire. It has come to my attention that Europe is mobilizing, and there seems to be little any other nation can do to avert it," The Emperor paused, swallowed hard, and continued, "War is coming, gentlemen, and we are ill prepared to support our European allies should we be faced with said notion. I intend for this gathering to be a discussion on our economy and how we will be able to support a mass mobilization, as well as planning for our primary targets in southeast asia."
Yamagata Aritomo, the Field Marshal of the IJA, spoke from his vast strategic knowledge, "Emperor, our problem lies within our system. We are not nearly as militaristic as Germany or England, and yet you call for mobilization. I advocate that we allow the Europeans to work out their problems, while we take advantage of
their war to start one of our own. Asia is a ripe, delicious fruit, ready to be plucked for the beautiful woman that is our great nation. We know the Russians will be just as hungry as soon as Germany is dealt with, why not focus on expanding ourselves now, before it's too late?"
The Field Marshal was responded to by silence. The Emperor spoke closely with his most trusted advisor, and several high ranking general conversed, no doubt about the benefits of expanding. The Emperor nodded, and looked at Yamagata, "You speak bold words, Field Marshal Yamagata, and it has been noted that the Chinese suffer from years of civil war. While Europe is engulfed in flames, their Asian territories would be at their most vulnerable. However, what you suggest requires a larger army than can be found here. I will not dismiss your implied hypothetical expansion into Asia, but we must find a more feasible way than conscription to grow our might, and I cannot begin to think of the disaster it would inflict on our economy. You forget we are not the industrialist of the west."
Yamagata had prepared a counter statement, "But Emperor, the industrial tactics used in the west are more possible than you think. I have written a proposal that would multiply conscription numbers by four, and double our industrial efficiency. Our only job would be to liberate Manchuria from the Chinese and---"
The messenger boy burst through the doors, bowing, and lifted the letter to The Emperor. "What is this, boy?" Called an advisor. The young man replied in a whimpering tone, "It's a telegram, a notice, telling of a 'second revolution' in China."
The Emperor spoke, "Yamagata, your proposal will have to wait. Message the Imperial Chinese government and inform them that Japan has no definite position on the revolution at this time. Make sure they understand that we are as ready to support them as quickly as we are the revolutionaries."
"Yes, Emperor, right away," the man crawled out of the room, keeping himself from seeing the Emperor.