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Ongoing, First published Apr 15, 2017
After the war with Apollyon. Peace was becoming a considerable topic. Many times, Knights and Samurai tried making piece but one person kept sabotaging it all. Of course, the Vikings didn't think about peace, they just wanted gold, food, rum, and plenty more goods that they can plunder.

You, an Orochi, not a great one, but good enough to put up a fight, you were sent to attempt peace with the Knights once again. You and your friends showed up (two Orochis, one Kensei, and a Shugoki) at the place everyone was supposed to meet.

As the four of you waited, you heard the familiar sound of metal clanging against each other, chain mail, and boots hitting the ground. You all stood up and came face to face with five Knights, a Warden, a Conquerer, a Peacekeeper, and two Lawbringers. Afterwards, that's when you all started negotiating...
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