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*Beelzebub was observing his creation, Papiyas, he was enjoying the seventh round of Ragnarok too much until he heard someone open the door of his laboratory**He turned around and saw no one, his brow furrowed slightly.* "Who's there?" *his cold and hoarse voice filled the room, waiting for an answer*
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