Seoul Object Story

The interpreter scolded his past self for complacently believing that the situation was safe just because it seemed less dangerous than he initially thought.

To think he once imagined he could enjoy the thrill of watching a monster movie unfold before his eyes, all while snacking on treats provided by the Golden Reapers!

He should have been thinking about something crucial for survival, like, How can I escape from this place?

Now, the sky was a mass of black water, writhing and undulating like a restless sea. Below, the vast land was covered in ink-colored slime.

The boundary between heaven and earth had vanished, as if the two had become one.

But the eerie calm of this bizarre world was shattered by an unexpected storm.

The storm, seemingly caused by Giant Jellyfish, upended the laws of nature, turning the world upside down and plunging everything into chaos.

It tore the people from the white earth, hurling them into the sky. The black liquid above and below twisted violently, forming a vortex that defied direction.

Gravity itself reversed, making it nearly impossible to discern up from down.

Amidst this chaos, only two things stood between the interpreter and certain death: the Golden Reaper, clinging to his shoulder with a grim expression, and the water droplet shield surrounding him.

In this terrifying ordeal that tested his very consciousness, the interpreter forced himself to stay calm, scanning all around him for any chance of survival.

He was swept into the sky by the wind, then plummeted down. It was a horrifying experience—gravity had flipped, and he felt as though he was falling endlessly.

It was as if he’d been tossed into a gigantic washing machine, spinning uncontrollably, unable to tell up from a down. But instead of being cleaned, tentacles sprouted from all directions, ready to strike at any moment. Black droplets of water, capable of dissolving human bones and flesh with ease, were everywhere.

Suddenly, a glowing White Hungry Ghost, its short limbs flailing, flew directly toward the interpreter.

It came at him in a straight line, as if it were targeting him specifically.

“D-Don’t come any closer!”

Even though it had no teeth whatsoever, the sheer size of the White Hungry Ghost terrified the interpreter as it hurtled toward him.

He felt certain that if such a massive Object collided with him, he’d be lucky to die instantly, without pain.

If he was unlucky, he’d be left in a vegetative state, every bone in his body shattered into millions of pieces.

As the White Hungry Ghost drew near, it opened its enormous mouth, as if trying to swallow him whole.

“Aaaahhh! No!”

In a panic, the interpreter flailed his arms, but as soon as he was swallowed into the ghost’s gaping maw, he lost consciousness.