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... for a project, I never imagined he was participating in the OST production for this god-tier game.

It seemed like the training wasn’t yielding results as quickly as he had hoped, but hearing a sound that seemed to open up his ears, it seemed his hard work had paid off.

Dokgo Miro carried the song solely with his voice, with no accompaniment or lyrics.

‘Plamago didn’t mention anything about vocal tracks for the in-game music. If there was such a song, it would’ve been ment ...

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