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Can I Make It to the Other Shore?
0Votes340.7kRecs989.3kFans
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Who Let Him Become the Pirate King!
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Fairy Tail: I Refuse to Be Guild Master
252Votes372.9kRecs440.1kFans
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Monster Hunter: This Rathalos Has a Trait
33Votes116kRecs319.9kFans
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The Psychic Master of the Pokémon World
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Starting with Detective Conan, I Learned to Be Human Again
41Votes552.3kRecs845.4kFans
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The Corpse Collector in Detective Conan
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My Pokemon Trainer Simulator
87Votes283.5kRecs426.5kFans
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The Outcast: You Asked Me to Cultivate Qi, and I Became an Immortal?
1Votes77.9kRecs571.5kFans
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I'm Not Going to Be a Trainer This Time
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The Great Xuan Martial Saint
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In a Strange World, I Use My Body to Suppress All Things
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