Seoul Object Story

Near the Sehee Research Institute, in an apartment complex that had become ruins.

The Helmet Researcher was on a field trip to supervise the management of Mini Reapers.

“The sky is really clear today,” the Helmet Researcher muttered as he placed a small snack in the Golden Reaper’s mouth.

The sky above was exceptionally clear and blue, almost dazzling to the eyes.

The azure sky felt transparent and deep, like a freshly cleaned glass window.

The sunlight breaking through was clearly visible, and fluffy white clouds drifted by, adding to the refreshing atmosphere.

However, there were strange traces left in that pristine sky.

The remnants of what seemed to have sliced the sky into five streaks still lingered, distorting the shapes of passing clouds.

As the Helmet Researcher gazed up at these scars, the Golden Reaper made a clawing motion towards the sky with an expression that seemed to say, “Look how great this is!”

Mom is amazing!

The Helmet Researcher couldn’t understand the Golden Reaper’s will, but he could easily guess what it wanted to say.

It was probably talking about how impressive the Gray Reaper had been.

Well, it was indeed remarkable, and it had become a topic of conversation everywhere.

The scars left this time had remained for quite a while, so almost everyone had seen them.

As he placed the Golden Reaper on his palm and looked up at the sky again, dazzling sunlight was pouring through the scars the Gray Reaper had carved in the sky.

It was a beautiful stream of multicolored light.

The spatial distortion left in the scars seemed to twist the light like a prism, causing the sunlight that pierced through to separate into various colors before reaching the ground.

Looking down at where the sunlight touched the ground, he saw several Mini Reapers settling under the rainbow-colored light that matched their own colors.

Red!

<Blue….>

The Red Reaper and Orange Reaper looked purely joyful, while the Blue Reaper seemed to have been dragged along by them. The Orange Reaper was basking in the warmth of the sun.

Various other Mini Reapers were also frolicking under the multicolored light.

Seeing these Mini Reapers gave a very cheerful impression, but if one turned their gaze just slightly to the surroundings, a completely different atmosphere awaited.

Building exteriors covered in soot-like grime.

Apartment buildings reduced to mere skeletons.

Shattered windows.

The devastating interior of the apartments visible through those broken windows.

Moreover, the sunlight pouring over it all created eerie shadows, giving the ruins a creepy and chilling atmosphere, as if they were the bones of some monster.

However, this eerie environment could only be felt in the apartments that remained standing on the outskirts of the complex.

Most of the apartment complex was now occupied by an environment that suited neither the ruins nor Seoul.

A snow-white beach made of sand that emitted a soft glow.

This was the beach that had once become a hot topic when numerous missing persons were discovered there.

Now that all the survivors buried there had been rescued, the beach was quiet, with Golden Reapers sprawled all over it.

The Golden Reapers had become slightly plumper.

Piggy….

Whatever mistake the Golden Reapers had made, all those captured by the Gray Reaper had been transformed like this.

“What on earth happened?” the Helmet Researcher asked, looking down at the Golden Reaper, but it had already disappeared.

No!

When he looked around, he found that the Gray Reaper had suddenly appeared nearby and was holding onto the Helmet Researcher’s beloved Reaper.

After a moment, the Gray Reaper placed the Golden Reaper back onto the Helmet Researcher’s palm with an indifferent expression and vanished.

I’ve become a piggy….

The Golden Reaper lay spread-eagled on his palm, wearing a gloomy expression.