Devil of Babel (MGSV:TPP x Arknights) [On Hiatus]
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  • Reads 4,392
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  • Parts 9
  • Time 2h 39m
Ongoing, First published Sep 22, 2023
Mature
Yeah, we were dogs, alright. Slinking around out of Cipher's sight. Picking up whatever kind of dirty money we could find. You name it, we did it... You see this? Diamond Dogs... Our new home. A phantom of our former selves... Triumph, death... We weren't allowed either.

But now, Cipher isn't in this world Boss... It seems that we may have found a new home... A new future that lies wide ahead of us.






If there is a Ghost of Babel, Why won't there be a Devil of Babel?

This is my second fanfic, an Arknights x MGSV:TPP Story

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