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... ing out a region from an existing world.

And there were not just one or two of these other worlds. There were regions filled with fantasy, martial arts, cyberpunk, and even monsters.

Truly, it was very diverse.

‘Low-level zones are usually fantasy, right?’

That’s the kind of place where you’d see goblins, wolves, and orcs.

Gates that were C-rank or higher usually started to appear.

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