La nuit ou j'ai vu le jour
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Chocolait, un village situé sur la planète Belba, n'a pas vu je le jour depuis plusieurs mois, suite à l'explosion du laboratoire d'Ishigo. Heureusement, Lady, une jeune fille de 12ans fera tout pour retrouver le jour et son père mort dans cette accident.
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