Summoning Imperial Japan
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  • Time 6m
  • Reads 8
  • Votes 1
  • Parts 1
  • Time 6m
Ongoing, First published Feb 05
Mature
December 7 1943 2 years after the attack on pearl harbor a storm hits mainland japan and its territories then a bright light appeared when it was gone they noticed that all communications with Germany had ceased but when the yamato's crew was off the coast of New Guinee they saw it... 



This will be my first NHS fanfic on a real country also i made this as a thought cause i was like "hmmm what if the GVE saw 1940s japan???"
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