Seoul Object Story

In an open space near James Tower in Songpa District, employees were bustling about, organizing equipment. In the center of the clearing lay a slightly blackened Golden-Mecha-Tyranno Rocket.

James looked down at the rocket and muttered with a hint of pride, “Recovering a Tyrannosaurus-shaped rocket, this must be a world first.”

There was also a touch of incredulity in James’s mutter.

Lowering his gaze to the table, he saw a Golden Reaper vigorously chewing on something spread out over a wide-open newspaper.

This Golden Reaper, which always followed James around, was trying to eat the tough dried squid that James had left out as a snack.

The Golden Reaper seemed to be having trouble tearing off the tough squid, mercilessly gnawing at it with its tiny teeth, but to little effect.

Was it because it was weak and its teeth were slightly soft?

While it was good for humans that the Golden Reaper’s bite didn’t hurt, it seemed inconvenient for eating tough food.

Hing.

The Golden Reaper, with the large squid in its mouth, looked up at James with a dejected expression.

Seeing this, James pulled on the squid in the Golden Reaper’s mouth.

Ah!

Thinking James was trying to take away its squid, the Golden Reaper clung on with all its might, dangling.

But when James grabbed the Golden Reaper’s body and pulled, the squid slipped out of its mouth.

No!

Laughing at the Golden Reaper struggling in his grasp, James said, “I’ll cut it for you, wait.”

James used small scissors to snip the squid into bite-sized pieces for the Golden Reaper.

Nom nom nom.

The Golden Reaper, looking slightly embarrassed, sat near the squid and began to chew it slowly.

I wonder how long it will take the Golden Reaper to eat that piece of squid?

James watched the Golden Reaper earnestly chewing the squid as he turned the page of the newspaper on the table.

The turned page showed a photo of dozens of Red Reapers flying around, burning slime.

The headline read: <Angels of Communism. Red Reapers Prevent Global Threat!>

In fact, until now, the exploits of the Gray Reaper and Mini Reapers often took place on the Object frontlines, so it was easy for ordinary people to have only a vague impression like ‘The Gray Reaper destroyed some Object.’

But this time, the ‘Dark Green Slime Incident’ was different.

It was a direct threat experienced firsthand by most people around the world.

After all, there were hardly any people living in places without animals like cats or pigeons, including insects and plants.

There were many eyewitness accounts, such as house tables suddenly sinking and dark green slime oozing out from underneath.

Just when an Object was right in front of them and there was no clear way to deal with it, the Red Reapers appeared.

Perhaps because of this, the popularity of the Red Reapers, along with the Gray Reapers and Mini Reapers, was skyrocketing.

Red Reaper fan sites were springing up like mushrooms, and numerous deeds ‘presumed’ to have been done by the Gray Reaper and Mini Reapers were being rediscovered.

In James’s opinion, an extremely positive atmosphere was forming.

After all, as time passed, humans would inevitably have to live under the protection of the Gray Reaper and Mini Reapers.

Moreover, seeing the Red Reapers carrying sickles and hammers, opinions began to emerge that the Reapers might be able to understand human culture.

Objects that understand humans and protect them!

This perception was gradually spreading.

There was just one problem.

Rumors were circulating that the system the Mini Reapers wanted was communism, but how should this be resolved?

No matter how much James racked his brain, he couldn’t come up with a clear solution.