Seoul Object Story

As the sun emerged through the dark sky between the buildings in Mapo-gu, the glass on the building began to gradually turn into a warm golden color.

The seventh night had finally ended.

The tall buildings, which had been nothing but silhouettes created by the faint light of dawn, began to sparkle in the sunlight.

The light from the still low-lying sun trickled to the narrow alleys and wide roads, weaving between the buildings.

The city, which had been immersed in ominous darkness and moonlight, began to regain its original appearance, regaining its vitality with the warmth of the sun.

“Ugh, it’s too bright.”

Yerin, who had stayed up all night with me to watch the Mini Reapers’ activities, covered her eyes with her palm as if the intense light was blinding her.

The sunlight wasn’t that stimulating, but Yerin seemed to have become sensitive to light because she had stayed up all night.

When I turned around and checked, the face of Yerin, who was biting my antenna, was covered in a deep sense of fatigue.

She must be tired because she sneaked into the sealed Mapo-gu and ran around for a long time, staying up all night.

The fake reapers, who had been attacking people until just before the sun rose, began to run away in all directions to avoid the sun as soon as it rose.

They hid in the shadows, like vampires who would turn to ash when exposed to sunlight, but it was nothing but a vain action. After all, their killing conditions were not exposure to sunlight, but the coming of morning itself.

Even if they ran into the shadows, they would not avoid their certain death.

As the area of the sun gradually expanded, the fake reapers who had hidden in the shadows began to twist. Then, they crumbled like dried mud before eventually turning back into shadows and disappearing.

As the giant fake Reaper crumbled like a pile of charcoal like the other fake reapers, the Golden Reapers celebrated their victory by raising both hands and jumping up and down.

The other Mini Reapers also laughed along with the Golden Reaper’s bright smile.

The Giant Black Reaper transformed into countless Black Reapers like a sandcastle collapsing and spread out in all directions. At the same time, countless Cloud Fish flew briskly between the buildings.

As the Golden Reaper and the Black Reaper clung to people and enjoyed themselves, laughter gradually spread among the residents of Mapo-gu. They finally realized that the nightmare-like night had ended.

Just as the moon naturally disappeared when the sun rose, the Yellow Moon had also disappeared.

People came out onto the streets with the Mini Reapers, raising their faces toward the sky, and enjoying the warmth of the sunlight.

Plop-! Plop-!

In the meantime, the Mini Reapers walked around with bright smiles among the people, sharing delicious snacks with the humans.

People who survived in Mapo-gu, which had become a battlefield for Objects.

Mini Reapers who protected humans.

Everyone had a happy ending.

“Kyuuuu-!”

Except for the Hungry Ghost who became a victory celebration cookie.