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... u can make an NG and it can be directed according to the scenario you want, but in the case of Godworth, it was different.

Live. No matter what happens, we had to face each other.

No one knew what was going to happen, especially when we caught a monster that no one could ever catch, a monster that no data existed.

Even among them, monsters with self-destructing skills were very troublesome.

Usually the monster's use of the self-destruct skill was near his death, w ...

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