Seoul Object Story

Lively music and a joyful atmosphere.

Dazzling holograms captivated the eyes, while cheerful laughter and songs filled the ears.

Truly, a festival!

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But amidst that merriment, a sense of foreboding arose, prompting me to turn my gaze skyward.

The Golden Reapers, who had been dancing excitedly, also seemed to sense something amiss, their faces turning serious as they looked up.

However, looking at the sky revealed only holograms glittering so brightly they hurt the eyes.

The sky was completely invisible.

Like a giant ceiling, holograms covered the entire city sky.

There were many holograms, but I didn’t think there were this many…

As I continued looking up, hologram Tyrannosauruses with jetpacks began flying around.

My eyes were drawn to them, and it was slightly amusing, but…

It felt like they were trying to attract my interest, which only made it seem more suspicious.

So, I sharpened my fingers and slashed towards the sky.

Zzzzaaak!

The sky and holograms tore apart in the shape of five fingers.

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And beyond them, a large, brilliant orange moon was visible.

As the orange moonlight began to shine down on the city, the festive atmosphere vanished instantly.

The laughing people stood expressionlessly, like puppets devoid of will.

The exciting music stopped, replaced by an endless silence.

The machines that had roamed around sprinkling marshmallows like rain halted, turning their heads towards me.

Stillness.

The festival grounds, now shrouded in silence, were unbelievably quiet.

But that quietness didn’t last long.

The people who had been enjoying the festival bared their teeth and charged towards Mecha Tyranno.

As their charge began, Tyranno started showcasing its enhanced combat power.

Flames spewed from its mouth, lasers shot from its eyes.

Tyranno-missiles launched from its back, tearing into nearby enemies.

But despite Tyranno’s fierce fighting, the number of enemies was overwhelming.

I knew how this situation would end.

If I didn’t help, Tyranno would soon be overwhelmed.

Two Golden Reapers couldn’t protect Tyranno.

If the fight continued, it would gradually break down and eventually be destroyed.

Sorry, Tyranno.

I wanted to help Tyranno, but the Orange Reaper was in danger.

To cause such a powerful phenomenon using a mini Reaper’s firewood, one had to wager their very existence.

Time was short, so I had to leave without even summoning the mini Reaper garden.

But Tyranno, even amidst the fierce battle, seemed to briefly bare its teeth towards me, as if smiling.

Seeing those magnificent fangs, I leaped through space, following the Orange Reaper’s trail.