Chapter 507

Under the eerie night sky, with the moon hidden behind clouds, the once brightly shining amusement park had now turned into a desolate ruin.

The wreckage of broken amusement rides lay scattered everywhere, and the rusted steel structures cast eerie shadows.

In the middle of this tragic scene stood a small mannequin, barely a meter tall.

It was the Grim Reaper disguised in a mannequin costume.

The small form of the Grim Reaper appeared even more diminutive amidst the massive wreckage of the ruined amusement park.

The moon briefly pierced through the clouds and illuminated the park, only to disappear again.

In that fleeting moment of light, the Grim Reaper caught sight of the massive mannequin standing opposite him.

It was the true last survivor of this brutal survival game.

“So, this is how it ends…”

The deep voice of the large mannequin echoed across the silent ruins.

The voice carried a sense of resignation and sorrow.

The Grim Reaper sighed softly at those words in his heart.

‘Kyu…..’

The moonlight peeked through the clouds again, this time staying a little longer and casting long shadows of the two mannequins.

Under that light, the Grim Reaper recalled the moment he first entered this game.

The goal of the Grim Reaper entering this game had been simple.

To ensure that harmful objects could never survive in this survival game, to drive a stake through it.

If the Grim Reaper joined the game where only one person could survive, no mannequin would survive.

For the Grim Reaper, it was an easy task.

Thanks to the Orange Reapers informing him in advance about how the game worked, planning his strategy wasn’t difficult.

In fact, even without that information, it wouldn’t have been a problem.

Considering the Grim Reaper’s physical abilities, which were among the best in the Mini Reaper Garden, a contest with the mannequins wasn’t even a fair fight.

The real challenge had been pretending to be a normal child mannequin.

It was a far more difficult task to win while ensuring his identity was never exposed, perhaps even harder than winning the game itself.

Particularly because there was no child mannequin among the participants that could imitate well enough.

But once the game actually began, things proceeded surprisingly smoothly.

There was one simple reason for that.

The large mannequin standing before the Grim Reaper right now, that was the reason.

From the very start, it had been an object that drew attention.

A malevolent object, corrupted by the amusement park, but one that didn’t give off a harmful odor.

Even when the other mannequins revealed their wicked nature, betraying and destroying each other, it walked a different path.

Especially when interacting with the Grim Reaper disguised as a child mannequin, its attitude was noticeably different.

When the other mannequins targeted the Grim Reaper, this one instead became a protector.

In the race, it carried the small mannequin on its shoulders.

Whenever danger arose, it shielded the child with its own body.

As if it had met its long-lost child again, it never once let go of the little mannequin.

And eventually…

The Grim Reaper faced the large mannequin in the final round of the survival game.

Under the cold moonlight that illuminated the ruined amusement park, the massive mannequin let out a deep sigh.

“I’ve made so many mistakes.”

“Perhaps helping you was nothing more than a hypocritical act of atonement.”

His voice was filled with deep regret and self-blame.

“The greatest mistake was believing until the very end that my choices were right.”

A brief silence fell.

The cold night wind howled through the broken carousel ruins.

“But with my final choice, I won’t make the same mistake.”

With those words, the large mannequin raised its fist toward its chest.

And with a decisive motion, it struck its own heart.

With a heavy sound, plaster fragments scattered.

Its body slowly began to lean back.

‘!’

The Grim Reaper rushed forward in surprise, but it was already too late.

From the broken mannequin’s heart, life force quickly leaked out.

In the final moments, the large mannequin smiled faintly and whispered its last words, barely audible to the Grim Reaper standing before it.

And with those words, it closed its eyes.

The moonlight gently illuminated its face.

Even in its final moments, its expression seemed peaceful.

In the ruined amusement park, only the Grim Reaper remained.

He stayed beside the fallen mannequin, unable to leave, sitting alone under the moonlight.

The seven-colored moon rose in the sky, and it felt like the sky of his homeland had unfolded.

The fallen giant mannequin stared blankly at that sky, meeting its final moment.

In its eyes, regret and peace now coexisted.

And all the mistakes the man had made passed before his eyes like a fleeting image.

He had trusted the Alchemy Guild Master and spread Evolution Liquid.

He had stained his hands with the blood of countless people trying to stop it.

And after saving people with his meager alchemy skills in the age of the apocalypse…

He had led people into this terrible hell, the amusement park, in the name of saving everyone.

When he realized that all the choices he had believed to be right had ultimately led to the path of hell, his soul had already been dead.

Having lost all hope and living aimlessly, one day, the hell was shattered.

And then, he met a little child.

A child unlike any seen before in this hell where only the worst of demons survived.

The child, smaller than half the size of the man, was unable to speak, perhaps due to some shocking experience. At that moment, the man made a vow.

His final act would be to save this child.

And in the end, the man was able to fulfill that vow.

“Haha.”

Even as his consciousness faded, he could smile faintly.

In his blurred vision, the small mannequin, who had appeared he knew not when, was now before him.

“Someday… I hope you’ll be able to speak…”

With his last breath, he whispered this desperate wish.

Looking down at the muttering man, the mannequin appeared slightly sad.

With that, the man’s vision turned black.

‘Kyu…’

Just before losing consciousness, the man thought he heard a strange sound by his ear.

Ding. Ding. Ding.

As the chimes of the grandfather clock stopped, the words on the paper began to writhe as if alive.

The black ink turned red and intertwined, creating a chaotic vortex.

‘This…’

I watched the scene with a puzzled gaze.

It was completely different from the mansion’s previous actions.

Making the rules unreadable was tantamount to ignoring the major premise of the manual horror story.

At that moment, the surrounding space began to distort grotesquely.

The walls bent, and the ceiling and floor mixed, causing the laws of reality to collapse.

It was as if someone had sprayed water on a watercolor painting; everything melted and mixed together.

I quickly approached the woman.

And using space control to stop the spatial distortion, I pondered the meaning of this situation.

‘She must have figured out that I’m not human.’

Given that this was a direct and unmasked attack without tricks or traps.

But it seemed like she still didn’t know how powerful I really was.

Had she known, she wouldn’t have dared to challenge me.

“What rule did I break to cause this?”

The woman’s trembling voice came through.

I felt sorry for her as she, pale-faced, looked at the jumbled paper without understanding the cause.

The surroundings grew even more chaotic.

A well-dressed waiter appeared suddenly, attempting to say something before disappearing, and the luxurious lobby appeared, only to shatter into fragments in an instant.

Windows reflecting the setting sun and those shrouded in complete darkness coexisted simultaneously, and sparkling marble bathrooms overlapped with ones filled with blood.

The scenes forcefully twisted and shown like this would appear bizarre to a human, but to me, they felt entirely indifferent.

It seemed like the mansion was simply moving the space for no practical reason.

I wore a disinterested expression.

After all, the mansion’s spatial distortions were no threat to me.

To someone who had experienced outer worlds, this spatial distortion seemed laughably weak.

Furthermore, the mansion had simply degenerated into a mere killing object.

There were no more fears, traps, or tricks.

To stop the mansion’s meaningless struggle, I slowly took off my shark pajamas.

‘!’

As the woman behind me gasped in shock, the suppressed presence of mine began to spread in all directions.

And as I reveled in the expanding field of vision, I laughed quietly.

Beyond the deep Mini Reaper Garden, over the Caramel Canyon, a massive area began to rise.

Out of the sea of hot chocolate, which had once represented the end of the world, a gigantic amusement park emerged.

It was a massive amusement park so vast that its end could not be seen.

And in that place, a mannequin of pure white slowly began to open its eyes.

It was a giant mannequin, far too large to be an imitation of a human.

In its view, a smiling white protector and magical tomes appeared.