Seoul Object Story

I lay in the mini Reaper garden, submerged in despair.

Why isn’t it working?!

As if to show the magnitude of my despair, white Hungry Ghosts were piled up beside me like a mountain.

“Kyuhinghing.”

From that pile of white Hungry Ghosts, the mournful cries of white Hungry Ghosts, whose limbs had all been devoured, leaked out.

And next to that pile of white Hungry Ghosts was also a pile of Mecha Tyrannosauruses.

However, the Tyrannos piled in that Mecha Tyranno heap all had some flaws.

With my memory and imagination, I couldn’t perfectly recall the Mecha-Tyranno.

Even if I could summon the soul of the dead Tyranno with the blue giant, it was meaningless if I couldn’t perfectly create its body.

Putting the Halo back on my head, I created another Mecha Tyranno.

Though I made it with intense concentration, what emerged was a Mecha Tyranno lacking some detail.

This isn’t it!

The Mecha Tyranno I created had the quality of a very cheap, illegally made counterfeit figure.

Should I really outsource the Tyranno design to James?

I wanted to create a purely self-made Super Mecha Tyranno…

Sniff sniff.

As I lay there sadly, mini Reapers began to approach cautiously.

Mother, are you okay?

Children patting my cheek as I lay fallen.

When there was still no response, the Golden Reapers took out the star candies they had hidden one by one and pushed them into my mouth.

The Black Reapers huddled together, then slowly began to form a giant shape.

Peeeeep!

As the Black Reapers gathered, a giant Mecha Tyranno, chirping like a sparrow, revealed itself.

Oh.

Its appearance was so intricate that I stealthily opened my eyes and began to observe.

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When I opened my eyes, the Blue Reapers gathered in a corner, whispered amongst themselves, then began to embroider character strings in the air.

<Star-Shining Fusion Tyranno!>

<Fusion Tyranno!>

Then water appeared from thin air and slowly began to take the form of a giant Tyrannosaurus.

Roar!

As the Tyranno golem roared silently, water armor materialized from thin air and flew towards it.

Slap! Slap!

And the armor interlocked like intricate parts, completing a Mecha Tyranno golem that emitted light like a glow-in-the-dark dinosaur.

Ooh!

Cheered on by the mini Reapers, I regained my energy and stood up.

And I hugged the mini Reapers who cheered for me, conveying my sincere gratitude through my will.

Then, the mini Reapers grinning in my arms.

Hugging those children, I chuckled and gave them a mission.

A mission to stick a Mecha Tyranno request with adhesive to James’s back every hour.

Hehe.