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The mc randomly Becomes arrogant, the grammar is awful, and all the mc does is practically Steal money from kids.                          
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Please continue the story, its extremely well writen. Theres no others books like this one..................................................?????.
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the story is nice but it seems to jump in places, causing the story to seem choppy.and what are even the dollsand if you explain the purpose of events it might help it flow easier
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Chandu is a good writer and this novel proves that. Not only is the story development done perfectly but the MC makes the LN more realistic and better. BTW this was Dragonim.
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Hey there!Good day for writing! If you wanted to see whether you can get paid by distributing the current work or getting financial support by writing new work, you might want to contact [email protected]. A brief introduction, some sample chapters or links will be appreciated when reaching out.
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When an unemployed person occupies a rare card that most pro players are looking for, this really caught my attention. Since I have read just a few chapters, I found it interesting since the prologue. This novel is what I am looking for, hope it will be fun til the end!
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The young man, who was named as a centurion, frowned after looking at Azell. Azell was unsightly so it was hard to even see him as a living person.
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"You have tortured people before."
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When all he has was full of darkness

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"Aiden, this is going to be a three on three battle. You will battle with all of us. Me and my brothers are going to use one Pokémon at each person. Substitutes are allowed only to you. Do you understand the rules? "Cilan explained everything to Aiden, while taking place of the referee.
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There, Harp asked the poor man a question " Do you like games?"
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"Hey, Margot," someone whispered. I turned around violently, almost breaking my neck and tipping off my chair. The bedroom lights turned on and I found my best friend Quinn Owens, his face still hideous and bruised, sitting on his bed and staring at me blankly. My heart instantly filled with joy.

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