Pokemon Dungeon Core

  • Genre: Games
  • Author: Drogan
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  • Status: Ongoing

  • Rating(4.3 / 5.0)
Normal Isekai routine, the MC though instead of going on an adventure is made to Monsters verses adventures to survive as a dungeon. Due to their own choice there plan for survival is now in the hand of cute and ferocious monsters against adventurers who want to harvest his core. Warning, This fic will depict Pokémon attacking/killing humans so if your not a fan of that look away.

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