MTL - Exile - ~ Chapter 18

Tibbers’ confession:

I am a shadow bear! An extremely powerful shadow bear! A shadow bear that is expected to become the king of shadow bears in the future!

I am arrogant in the shadow world! Bullying the male and the female! No one dares to oppose me! Because the bear or other creatures who opposed me are dead!

However, I never expected that I would fall into the hands of a two-year-old human girl!
It was a sunny afternoon…..Forget it, let’s not mention that day!

I was forced into a contract to become a teddy bear without bear rights! She named me Tibbers!

The one thing I want most now is: more unscrupulous creatures to provoke my master, so that I can often come out and let go…

- Description from MTL

Sometimes, as we go about with our lives, we all happen to think of one specific thought at least once.

Being re-birthed as a cell, Han Dong utilized the power of the Prison code and came into a parallel world where the Ancient Ones have awakened.

A steam powered civilization, horrifying subspaces, the Ancient King of the Eternal Night and strange monsters lurking outside the city.

The door of Destiny has been opened – Crusaders, Library, Control, Machinery and Mysticism would become the new growth system for human development.

The hymn of Humanity is the song of courage! The brave and dauntless Knights Regiments, riding into the world ruled by the Ancient King to seize back the freedom that belongs to mankind.

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