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Prologue: I Got Reincarnated as a Lizard Dog in a Meat Grinder Dungeon and All I Got Was Existential Terror
Okay. Don't panic.
Nope, wait. Reverse that. Panic. Panic a lot.
Panic is the correct response when you wake up underground, wedged in a hole that smells like burnt mushrooms and trauma, and your first thought is why are my knees bending backwards. Followed quickly by why do I have fur. And then why is everything screaming.
Because everything is screa ...
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