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... entities like the Whitewood in Prayer in the game. However, for some reason, this pillar collapsed, the cavity was exposed on the surface, and the ruins of the Nameless Chaos were discovered. That was the background of this place.

At that time, it had already turned into a dungeon-like place with Nameless Chaos monsters wandering around, so it was clear that they had caused some incident.

Isaac merely lit the fuse on the powder keg that was bound to explode sooner or later.

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