(It's unclear who wrote this journal...)
"If you want peace, prepare for war." Words spoken by a general whose bones long ago crumbled to dust. Words that these bones still remember. I have spent my life preparing for war. More than that – I have crafter war, mastered the art of it. Once, I came close to losing myself to its flames. My efforts were unappreciated, my finest weapons used by pitiful pirates to skewer snakes or hack at one another in some pointless brawl, but I persisted. My loyal Skeleton Fleets introduced the Sea of Thieves to the truth of war. Better yet, my efforts at The Reaper's Hideout taught pirates to war among themselves. None of it has been enough, but now... an invitation. The ultimate test of my skills. Fashioning a War that will end all Wars. How can I possibly refuse?