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... again."

Zombie breathed out and started massaging his forehead before straightening his back and glaring down at the red and black monster who was much shorter than his current undead lord form.

"So this is how I looked like at the end of the first playthrough, huh?"

"..."

The blue undead furrowed his brows and scoffed while Eternal remained silent, staring at him with its featureless face.

"I honestly thought that the other part of Pati will be hating me ...

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