No one told me that traveling through time would turn me into a cub of Razor Dimaga in another dimension - my daily routine consists of absorbing monster energy, competing with my compatriots to grow faster, and occasionally listening to my mother whisper about the dangers of "light blades". But it doesn't matter. From the day I broke out of my shell, my goal has been clear: first survive, then evolve, and finally make this different dimension a home that can protect me.
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Come on! Super pretty! Just take a look and let everyone give you a reminder for more praise.
Give yourself a pep talk! Come on!
If you like Razor Dimaga, you can take advantage of it. I think it's pretty good [laughing] [laughing]
Come on! Super pretty! Just take a look and let everyone give you a reminder for more praise. Give yourself a pep talk! Come on!
If you like Razor Dimaga, you can take advantage of it. I think it's pretty good [laughing] [laughing]
Very good, but when can the protagonist go home?