Chapter 508
The morning sunlight filtered through the leaves.
The fresh air deeply penetrated into her lungs. The woman blinked her eyes and looked around.
It was only after she found herself standing alone in the middle of a dense forest that she realized the place she had been moments ago had completely vanished.
The old mansion had disappeared without a trace. It had vanished as if mist had lifted or like bubbles bursting, everything had simply disappeared.
The ominous gate, the carpet stained with blood, and the employees who had hidden something behind their perfect smiles—all of it was gone.
The heavy feeling of the brass key and the texture of the paper filled with rules now felt distant, like a faint dream.
And above all, the suspicious girl in the shark pajamas was nowhere to be seen.
The woman pinched her arm to see if she was dreaming.
The sharp pain reminded her that this was reality.
At that moment, something caught her eye.
The shark pajamas lying at her feet.
It was the only proof that the absurd events from the night before weren’t mere illusions.
“So that child was the Gray Reaper…”
She murmured as she picked up the pajamas.
The soft fabric slipped through her fingers.
This cute shark-shaped hood and fin-decorated pajama had, until a few minutes ago, been hiding the world’s most powerful object.
Her assumption hadn’t been wrong.
The girl was definitely an object.
But, contrary to her expectations, she wasn’t a wild object but rather a Gray Reaper.
The vivid memory of the last moment came flooding back.
When the Gray Reaper threw off the shark pajamas, an overwhelming presence filled the surroundings.
And as the Reaper clenched its fists, the mansion vanished without a trace, as though it had never existed.
It was a natural disappearance, like a sandcastle swept away by the tide.
The overwhelming power of the world’s most powerful object.
“The Gray Reaper is a little different from what I imagined…”
The image she had of the Gray Reaper was one of a lazy predator.
Like a plump tiger or lion, or a panda leisurely chewing bamboo.
When looking at pictures of the Gray Reaper on social media, most of them showed it lounging around on a bed or the floor, rolling lazily.
And with an expression that looked rather bored!
Even the fact that it was dangerous up close, since it was an object, made it seem like a predator.
Of course, comparing an object to a predator was a ridiculous thing to do.
No matter how fierce a predator was, it couldn’t compare to the danger an object posed.
But the shark pajama-wearing Gray Reaper she met at the mansion was different.
It was full of curiosity, seemingly unable to resist touching everything.
That image resembled a cat a bit.
“Has it become a small cat from a big cat…?”
She thought as she chuckled to herself.
With these thoughts in mind, the woman gently folded the pajamas and stood up.
She began walking slowly down the familiar path toward home.
Her mind was now filled with new plans.
The incident from earlier was long forgotten.
Instead, thoughts related to the Mini Reapers began to flood her mind.
“First, I should bring the first Mini Reaper I meet back home.”
“Then, when we get home, the first thing I’ll do is join Golden Little Reaper.”
“After that, I’ll buy a ton of Golden Reaper exclusive cookies…”
Imagining the house filled with sweet scents, she quickened her pace.
At first, the Golden Reapers had been reluctant about this survival game.
Not only was it a brutally cruel game, but they also couldn’t understand why the harmful objects weren’t being dealt with.
However, as time passed, more and more Golden Reapers began to find it interesting.
The cause of this change was the giant mannequin that helped the Gray Reaper.
While most mannequins struggled only for their own survival, this one devoted all its efforts to protecting the small girl mannequin, the Gray Reaper.
When the second game began and they became allies, the true form of the giant mannequin began to emerge.
The lazy demeanor it showed in the first game completely disappeared, and it moved with desperation.
All of its actions had only one purpose.
To protect the Gray Reaper.
Of course, if it had only been desperate, it wouldn’t have caught the attention of the Golden Reapers.
Other mannequins were also desperate to survive.
But the giant mannequin wasn’t desperate for itself, it was desperate for someone else.
“Just a little further!”
Could it have been the Gray Reaper’s short strides?
When running long distances, the giant mannequin would carry the Gray Reaper on its back, and every time, the Golden Reapers cheered as if it were their own cause.
“Hang in there!”
When the Gray Reaper was about to be struck by a spear, the giant mannequin took the hit in its place, and the Golden Reapers clenched their small fists and showed their will to cheer it on.
Of course, the spear wouldn’t have affected the Gray Reaper, but the Golden Reapers empathized with the sacrifice the giant mannequin made.
As the game progressed, more Golden Reapers began cheering.
They clenched their little fists, sending their supportive will, as though watching a sports match.
It was a story that the Golden Reapers liked—evil mannequins dying, and good objects surviving.
And in the final moment.
The giant mannequin made its last choice for the Gray Reaper.
A sacrifice to make the Gray Reaper the last survivor.
That moment seemed almost like a Mini Reaper sacrificing its life for an Attachment Human.
“No!”
“No!!”
The Golden Reapers watched that scene, feeling deep sorrow.
And with both hands tightly clasped, they whispered a small wish.
“I hope this kind object will be revived in the Mini Reaper Garden…”
And as the mannequin died, the amusement park began to disappear.
The ruins of the amusement park that had once filled the Siberian region began to vanish, as if they were melting into the air, and the force that had stretched the surrounding space gradually weakened.
The vast amusement park, which had spread across the continent, was fading away like a dream.
The fragments of mannequins scattered on the ground also began to vanish one by one.
Their plaster bodies, like white snow, melted and scattered into the air.
As the traces of the last remaining mannequins disappeared, an object suddenly rose from the center of the amusement park.
It was surprisingly small.
A tiny jade statue, which seemed impossible to believe was the core of the enormous amusement park that had swallowed so many humans.
Inside the transparent jade, the image of people happily playing together was intricately carved.
It was a statue born from the desire for a place where people could forever play and enjoy.
But the result was an object like a bottomless pit, endlessly swallowing people.
As the core of the object revealed itself, the Gray Reaper threw off the mannequin costume and stood in front of the statue.
The expression of the Gray Reaper showed no emotion.
Only its cold, glowing eyes stared directly at the jade statue.
In an instant, one of the Gray Reaper’s arms transformed into a blade of white flame.
And with a natural motion, it swung the blade lightly.
Scratch.
With that clean cut, the jade statue was divided in two.
From the cross-section of the broken statue, white flames burst forth.
The white flames that consumed the object quickly engulfed the entire statue.
And thus, the amusement park object that had swallowed countless people was destroyed.
The lonely isolation room without the Gray Reaper.
Scratch, scratch.
The only sound in the quiet isolation room was the crunch of Mini Reapers eating cookies. Yerin sat on the bed in the isolation room, staring at her phone, waiting for the Gray Reaper to return.
She was checking if there were any news about the Gray Reaper or any major incidents that might attract its attention.
Normally, the Gray Reaper would return to the isolation room every day, but it hadn’t come back yet.
Around her, Mini Reapers were gathered, eating cookies, but they were not enough to fill the loneliness she felt.
“The Reaper’s late…”
Yerin mumbled softly.
“There haven’t been any major incidents lately…”
As she refreshed the news feed, Yerin searched through the articles, trying to find any clues related to the Gray Reaper.
While carefully reading the articles under the “Reaper” section, Yerin’s eyes caught a news article she hadn’t seen before.
It was an interview with a woman who claimed she had met the Gray Reaper in shark pajamas while out for a walk.
‘!’
Upon seeing it, Yerin dropped her phone in disbelief.
On the phone screen, there was a picture of the Gray Reaper in shark pajamas and a woman standing beside it.
