Chapter 249: Broken Moon - Epilogue (1)
The Siberian tundra was blanketed in pristine white snow.
Above this vast snowfield floated the powerful Object known as the Moon of the Snowfield.
Perhaps due to the Moon of the Snowfield, capable of causing world-encompassing phenomena, settling there, other Objects had vanished from the Siberian vicinity.
Moreover, humans wandering this region had disappeared as well.
Since all humans and drones dispatched to investigate the anomalies in this area had been swallowed by the snowfield, no one dared approach anymore.
At some point, Golden Reapers began gathering one by one in this desolate snowfield.
This information came from a Golden Reaper who had closely observed the Bud Reapers’ strange behavior.
Sure enough, following the light emitted by the Bud Reapers, they arrived at the spot where the Gray Reaper, who had played a prank on the Golden Reapers and fled, was standing.
The Gray Reaper stood motionless, its head tilted skyward as if gazing at the moon above.
It’s Mom!
Mom is here!
Though the Golden Reapers had initially rushed all the way from Korea to this distant Siberia, furious and seeking revenge, they couldn’t hide their joy at seeing their mother after so long.
Delighted to see their mother, the Golden Reapers glanced at each other and began to inch closer to where she stood.
They took turns secretly hugging their mother’s ankle before quickly pulling away.
Only after all the Golden Reapers had sufficiently replenished their ‘Mommy Essence’ in this manner did one Golden Reaper create a large snowball and project its will.
Snowman!
It was a cute yet cruel idea to turn their mother, who had played a prank and run away, into a snowman.
Other Golden Reapers, thinking it sounded fun, began rolling snowballs too, and soon the Gray Reaper’s body was covered in snow.
After a while, the Gray Reaper had become a large snowman created by the Golden Reapers.
Mom is wearing clothes!
Mom snowman!
The Golden Reapers were overjoyed that their mother was wearing clothes she would never normally wear.
The Golden Reapers sat around the snowman Gray Reaper, grinning as they endlessly admired their mother’s new form.
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