Chapter 464
On a peaceful afternoon on the Black Planet, which had already been filled with green light, the Purple Girl was led by the Golden Halo Reaper to a spot where the Mini Reapers had prepared a performance.
Countless Mini Reapers were seated in front of her, their eyes filled with anticipation.
The Purple Girl whispered to the Golden Halo Reaper.
“Is it really alright for me to be here?”
The Purple Girl felt as though she were in a place she shouldn’t be, with her human-sized form sticking out among the tiny Mini Reapers, each about the size of her palm.
Hearing her words, the Golden Halo Reaper laughed, as if there were no issue at all.
Looking where the Golden Halo Reaper pointed, the Purple Girl saw a large, gray Reaper lying sprawled on the ground, far bigger than the Mini Reapers.
However, it seemed the gray Reaper had been forced to attend the performance by the Mini Reapers, as it lay on its back, lifting its feet in a seemingly indifferent manner, heading toward the stage as if its soles had eyes.
As the curtain slowly rose, the play began with a regular Golden Reaper suddenly falling in front of a mysterious mansion.
Well-maintained grass lawns and a large mansion.
Colored Reapers moving around inside.
The stage, made so intricately it was hard to believe it was created by the Mini Reapers, enhanced the immersive experience of the play.
‘It’s starting!’
Since it was a play by the always enjoyable Yellow Reaper, the Mini Reapers were all full of excited expressions.
From the very first scene, the Mini Reapers’ reactions were enthusiastic.
In particular, when the Golden Reaper met the Attachment Human and smiled brightly, they rejoiced as if watching their own story unfold.
But soon, the atmosphere began to change.
The atmosphere of the beautiful and elegant mansion started to warp slightly.
An eerie atmosphere, like falling into an object’s trap, along with strange music.
Even the Golden Reapers, who had been chuckling, shut their mouths, and a tense silence filled the stage.
And finally, the massive stone Reaper appeared.
Though it was dying, its gaze seemed to carry a strong will.
The stage momentarily shifted to the past, telling the story of the stone Reaper.
‘Good Reaper!’
‘Don’t die!’
As the sad past of the stone Reaper was revealed, the Mini Reapers repeatedly shouted ‘Don’t die!’ in shock.
And the crisis began.
‘Waaah!’
Especially in the scene where the girl was in danger from the shark-like foreign Reaper, some of the Mini Reapers covered their eyes with their tiny hands.
But in the critical moment, the Golden Halo Reaper and the Red Sun Reaper appeared.
At that moment, the Mini Reapers jumped up from their seats, their joy spilling over.
The Purple Girl watched, smiling softly as she saw the adorable sight of the Mini Reapers clapping enthusiastically with their tiny hands.
And as always, the play ended when the mother appeared.
This time, the mother doll was a giant version, and the Mini Reapers had twice the excitement on their faces.
‘Mom is strong!’
‘Giant Mom!’
Even the Purple Girl was startled by the Mini Reapers’ intense reaction.
But the gray Reaper, with an indifferent expression, tossed away the Mini Reapers that clung to him in their excitement.
Thus, the play ended.
It was a touching story about the Reapers who, even after their physical bodies had disappeared, tried to protect the girl with only their souls.
The story of the guardian who tried to protect the human even in death was the perfect kind of story for the Mini Reapers.
Even after the performance, the Mini Reapers continued to discuss the play for a long time.
Some of the Mini Reapers talked about the brave stone Reaper, while others said they wanted to become strong like the Golden Halo Reaper and protect the Attachment Human.
As the heat from the play began to cool, a special stir began to spread among the Mini Reapers.
They looked at each other, nodding as if preparing for an important mission.
Step, step.
The sound of small footsteps could be heard from here and there, and one by one, the Mini Reapers began gathering around the Purple Girl and the stone Reapers.
“What are they planning?”
The Purple Girl, curious, looked at the Mini Reapers.
In their tiny hands, the Mini Reapers were holding something shiny.
Upon closer inspection, it was a small ornament with the face of a Mini Reaper carefully engraved on it.
It looked like a medal.
The first Mini Reaper approached the stone Reaper.
With a careful hand, it placed the medal onto the stone Reaper’s surface, then smiled brightly.
‘Honorary Mini Reaper!’
As if that was a signal, other Mini Reapers began to step forward, each attaching their medals to the stone Reapers and sending joyful intentions.
‘Honorary Brother!’
‘Good Reaper!’
The stiff surface of the stone Reapers began to bear the medals, one by one, from the Mini Reapers.
Unlike the other Reapers, this moment marked the stone Reapers earning the title of Honorary Brother.
Mini Reapers gathered around the Purple Girl as well.
The Mini Reapers who approached her didn’t spill any special intentions.
They simply sat near her, occasionally touching her clothes with happy expressions.
In their eyes, there was a sense of excitement and joy as if they were with the protagonist of the story.
Even after the story in the play had ended, the Purple Girl and the stone Reapers remained special to the Mini Reapers.
One of the Blue Reapers shyly approached the Purple Girl’s knee, looking up at her and quickly weaving a string of characters in the air.
<Now, we’re part of the same garden!>
The Blue Reaper quickly wrote the welcoming message, then disappeared into the air as if embarrassed.
Seeing that, the Purple Girl finally felt that she had found a place to belong.
The floating city where the Purple Girl lived had fallen, and her mansion had collapsed.
And everyone she had known, including her parents, had died.
Perhaps because she had found a place to belong in such a hopeless situation, the Purple Girl felt a lump in her throat, and her eyes became slightly moist.
Seeing this, the Golden Halo Reaper gently pulled the Purple Girl into a small embrace.
After the play, I called the Green Reaper for a Halo test.
I had nine halos.
The Halo that lets me see death, which I don’t yet know how to use.
The Halo of ability negation, which can be used by the Red Sun Reaper.
The Halo of perfect evasion, which can be used by the Orange Crown Reaper.
The Halo of illusion manifestation, which can be used by the Yellow Reaper.
The Halo of command, which can be used by the Blue Idol Reaper.
The Halo of time, which can be used by the Mini Flower Reaper.
The Halo of space, which can be used by the Fake Blindfolded Purple Reaper.
The Halo of fusion, which can be used by the Hugging Reaper.
And now, the Circulation Halo.
‘Red, Orange, Yellow, Green, Blue, Indigo, Violet…’
I counted the seven colors of the rainbow with my fingers, matching them to the halos.
‘The Circulation Halo must be for the Green Reaper…’
The color is golden, and aside from the Halo of Fusion, which I got from a foreign Reaper, the only color left to match is green.
Additionally, the power and feeling seem to align with the Green Reaper and the Circulation Halo.
As I held the Circulation Halo and slowly approached the Green Reaper, the Green Reaper looked up at me with a tense expression.
“Meeng…”
Perhaps noticing I was about to place the Halo on him, the Green Reaper began to puff up its body, brimming with tension.
Its size grew considerably, almost like the Mosball objects I saw at the station.
“Meeng!”
Then, with a confident expression, it looked up at me.
‘Hmm, its size has grown incredibly, but the rank remains the same, will it be alright?’
It seemed that the Green Reaper, like the shark foreign Reaper, thought that the bigger it got, the stronger it would become.
Actually, most Mini Reapers thought the same way.
They all liked big things too much.
“Meiing!”
Despite its bold challenge, as soon as I placed the Halo on it, the Green Reaper instantly collapsed unconscious.
It was more like a White Reaper in terms of Halo resistance than a Mini Reaper!
From now on, in my mind, it wasn’t the Green Reaper anymore.
Since it was at a similar level to a Reaper, I should call it ‘Meengmeeng’ now.
Hehe.
In the middle of the plains, where the gray Reaper had left…
“Meiing.”
The Green Reaper, now named Meengmeeng, regained consciousness and let out a sad cry.
Around its chest, a round bead hung, with the message “Meengmeeng” written inside.
“Meiing…”
Meengmeeng cried in sadness, unable to use the Circulation Halo that clearly belonged to it.
Deep inside the Mini Reaper Garden, in the Marshmallow Plains…
Maah! Maah!
There was a Bleached Reaper, constantly stretching its tiny fist forward, training.
The Bleached Reaper was still weaker than the other Mini Reapers, but it believed that someday, there would be a moment when it would need its strength.
No, the premonition wouldn’t leave its mind.
Crack. Crack.
While training hard, a strange sound reached the Bleached Reaper’s ears.
“Maah?”
Since there was a restricted area, no one should be here, so it was truly strange.
The Bleached Reaper, with a serious expression, waddled with its short limbs toward the source of the sound.
“Maah!”
Upon reaching the sound, an unimaginable scene unfolded before the Bleached Reaper.
Like an apple that someone had bitten into, there was a deep indentation in a blue, immutable sphere.
When the Bleached Reaper, surprised, shouted “Maah,” a face suddenly popped out from the indentation in the sphere.
It was a lead doll with chubby cheeks.
“Maahaa!!!”
Thinking it was an emergency, the Bleached Reaper immediately called for its mother.
The message was simple.
‘Lead doll rebellion!’
