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Author's Games: Samurai

Author's Games: Samurai

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The year is 1560. Japan is divided into clans, thrown into war by ruthless warriors called samurai. One man, Nobunaga Oda, is determined to take over and unite the entire country. To do so, he must conquer it all through war. The other clans must either surrender, or fight back. Whoever wins, will take over all of Japan. **** This is my new Author's Games writing competition, and is currently open ****
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