| One Lucky Taru Taru After a long day of fighting, this little Taru Taru comes around. He hinds out that his party is all Mithra's!
p.s. you will never figure out which one is me!
I can picture in my mind a world without war, a world without hate. And I can picture us attacking that world, because they'd never expect it.
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