Seoul Object Story

The black fissure grew, an endless void churning within.

From its depths, the “Magic Book that killed a God” emerged.

The blue-haired girl watched its overwhelming form, a wry smile on her face.

To think such a powerful Magic Book existed!

The Magic Book warped reality by its mere presence.

A truly mythical Magic Book.

An entity from a completely forgotten era, utterly different from the seven moons now revered as gods.

Can we even face such a monster?

The blue-haired girl glanced at the black and white-clad girl, but her face showed no trace of worry or concern, as always.

Boom.

A massive tremor shook the ground, drawing the blue-haired girl’s attention back.

There stood the monster, its upper body fully emerged from the void’s fissure.

As the Magic Book’s feet touched the ground, the earth began to change.

The land twisted and darkened to match the monster’s hue, like intertwining roots with fine grains.

Parts of the warped earth spiraled upward, forming sharp spires reaching for the sky.

Where a city once stood, not a trace remained.

Only grotesquely twisted land, as unsettling as the “Magic Book that killed a God” itself, marked its passing.

As the monster’s legs finally touched down, it slowly raised its massive form.

With the beast fully risen on the blackened earth, the world completely transformed.

The gold and navy trees that had encircled them like walls vanished, replaced by an endless expanse of distorted land.

Sharp, twisted spires of earth stretched as far as the eye could see.

The ominously perforated sky and blackened clouds disappeared, leaving only boundless darkness.

The world of the “Magic Book that killed a god,” unrecorded in any alchemist’s tome from ancient times to present, revealed itself.

“This is the true form of the Magic Book that killed a god,” the blue-haired girl murmured, peering into the endless darkness.

The monster, having stained the world with its essence, lowered its gaze to where the blue-haired girl and white Hungry Ghost stood.

Though the colossal beast’s face, nearly touching the sky, had no eyes, it was clearly looking down at the white Hungry Ghost.

Where the sky once was, now only an endless black void.

Where a city once stood, now only land twisted like a vortex being sucked into the void.

And the “Magic Book that killed a god,” as ominous as the void above.

Yet the white Hungry Ghost didn’t back down in the face of this sight.

The halo and golden flames bestowed by the black and white-clad girl.

And the blue-haired girl, still holding its core, sending unwavering faith.

Kyu!

The white Hungry Ghost cried out bravely and charged at the monster.

But its valiant charge ended after just a few steps.

Its marshmallow-like white skin began to darken and twist into spirals.

Crunch. Crunch.

Its body twisted into sharp spikes, tearing into its own organs and innards.

Kyueeek!

Engulfed in golden flames, the white Hungry Ghost could only scream in agony as holes riddled its body.

Seeing the white Hungry Ghost’s core wavering as if it could no longer endure, the blue-haired girl cried out.

“No!”

The Bud Magic Books clustered on the blue-haired girl’s shoulder looked utterly shocked at the scene.

Some pulled down their Buds to cover their eyes, others clutched their chubby cheeks with both hands, while some covered their mouths.

In this moment of despair, a massive golden flame erupted beside the blue-haired girl.