Chapter 513

I left the area near the White Giant and began my world-spanning journey to find the Black Giant.

It was a leisurely trip, where I could also enjoy seeing various countries, moving through the world at a moderate pace.

Using my ghostly and teleportation abilities, I quickly traveled to several regions, but contrary to my expectations, the world didn’t seem all that chaotic.

The Earth had been torn apart by the fusion with the Black Planet.

The communications that once tightly connected the Earth were broken down, and even traveling to neighboring countries was no easy task.

Yet, strangely, everything was peaceful.

Perhaps even more so than before the split.

Well, the reason for that was clearer than I had anticipated.

The Golden Reapers.

Thanks to the little ones who could go anywhere where humans were, everything was still intact.

The scent of the Golden Reapers, like the sun, warmed the hearts of humans.

The mental contamination that had the power to bring hope even in desperate situations was the small light that supported the fragmented world.

Even though communication was cut off and food was scarce, it didn’t matter.

With the Golden Reaper network, Mini Reapers’ touch reached everywhere on Earth.

Of course, the food that was delivered was mostly snacks like marshmallows or hot chocolate, which was the issue.

‘I didn’t expect there to be so many of them… When did they increase so much?’

As I traveled the world, having one Reaper per person still seemed like a dream, but at least it was normal for each village to have one Golden Reaper.

In fact, the Golden Reapers living in those small villages seemed to be happier.

The Golden Reapers, who took all the love of the village, seemed like little gods.

In one small foreign village, they had even built a small shrine dedicated to the Golden Reaper.

There, the Golden Reaper, placed like a Buddha statue, had become the village’s guardian deity, taking all the snacks and love for itself.

While continuing my journey, I found a lonely village.

It was a quiet village with fresh, untouched white snow, covering the ground.

It was so quiet it seemed desolate, but that stillness gave it a charm, like a tourist attraction.

The wooden buildings that made up the village were being carefully maintained by someone’s loving hands.

But there were only two beings living there.

An old man and a Golden Reaper.

Thwack.

The sound of an axe cutting through the stillness of the dawn echoed.

The old man, dressed in a thick coat, was chopping firewood.

Beside him, the Golden Reaper held a tiny mini axe.

It was a mini firewood, made to fit the size of the Mini Reaper, much smaller than the firewood the old man was chopping, and the Golden Reaper was carefully splitting it.

The Golden Reaper occasionally turned its head, observing the old man’s movements.

It was so cute, trying to mimic the old man’s movements, as if they had been together for a long time, like a master and disciple.

The tiny axe and firewood were surely specially made by the old man for the Golden Reaper.

“Hehe.”

The innocent smile that formed on the Golden Reaper’s lips was dazzling.

There was no TV, no amusement park, and nothing but the Attachment Human, but just the fact that it was doing the same things as the Attachment Human made it seem incredibly happy.

I secretly patted the Golden Reaper’s head as it looked so joyful.

“Mom?”

Even though I had concealed my presence with ghosting and had hidden my presence, the Golden Reaper still seemed to feel something from my pat and looked around, bewildered.

Seeing that, I quietly turned around.

This village was a small discovery I had made while on my journey to find the Black Giant.

‘…!’

Leaving the quiet village behind, I arrived at a place with a completely different atmosphere.

The streets were filled with the delicious smell of oil, and the sound of people’s laughter filled the lively city.

I couldn’t tell if this was originally China, or another country.

My shallow knowledge only allowed me to identify it as “a little China-like.”

‘There are so many kids here.’

The most remarkable thing about this city was the number of Mini Reapers.

Not just Golden Reapers, but also Red Reapers and Black Reapers.

At this point, it was comparable to the Golden Reapers in Mapo, even if it wasn’t quite on the scale of Sehee Research Institute or James Institute.

As I walked around, I realized it was quite a strange place.

Mini Reaper stir-fries, Mini Reaper tempuras, and more.

At every restaurant, Mini Reapers were happily smiling as they were placed in trays.

It almost seemed as though Mini Reapers were the staple food of the people here.

Of course, unless they were weak like the Blue Reapers, the Mini Reapers wouldn’t get harmed in the cooking process.

But still, watching the Mini Reapers being happily fried in fried rice made me feel a little uneasy.

Were these foods three-color fried rice with Golden Reapers, Black Reapers, and Red Reapers?

The Mini Reapers, once fried and placed on trays, happily ate the fried rice with their Attachment Humans.

Among all the dishes, the most unique was the “Golden Reaper Tempura.”

It was a dish where the Golden Reaper rolled into the batter, tumbled around, and then plunged into boiling oil!

And then, the crispy tempura coating was shared between the Attachment Human and the Golden Reaper.

I knew that Mini Reapers were living with various humans, but I didn’t expect to find a place like this.

‘…’

It was nice to see the kids doing well around the world, but unfortunately, I still hadn’t been able to find the Black Giant.

Leaving behind the lively noise of the city and the delicious smells, I took a step forward.

The journey wasn’t over yet.

Through the Sehee Research Institute courtyard, the silver-haired girl and her party arrived at the Mini Reaper Garden after riding on cloud meat, eventually arriving at the grand, beautifully decorated amusement park.

“Human!”

“Human!”

At the entrance to the amusement park, Mini Reapers who were snacking on churros saw the silver-haired girl and her party and ran toward them, smiling brightly.

Passing through the entrance surrounded by Mini Reapers, they saw a giant amusement park map.

[Here is the Golden Reaper theme, here is the Gray Reaper theme.]

Though written in unreadable characters, the silver-haired girl could hear the Mini Flower Reaper’s telepathy and decide on their destination.

“Let’s go here first!”

The first place the silver-haired girl chose was the “Gray Reaper theme” amusement park.

Qui-hing.

When they arrived at the Gray Reaper zone by riding the cloud meat, an ominous sound echoed.

“What is this place?”

Even the usually indifferent brown-haired girl let out an involuntary exclamation as a terrifying sight unfolded.

An amusement ride that burned Reapers.

An amusement ride that cut Reapers.

An amusement ride that relentlessly hit Reapers’ behinds, among others.

Looking at this amusement park filled with rides that tormented Reapers, the silver-haired girl was filled with curiosity.

‘Why is this a Gray Reaper theme park?’

The answer came from the Golden Reapers who were here.

“It’s Mom’s favorite ride!”

“Mom’s weird!”

Perhaps that’s why, despite it being the Gray Reaper theme, the only other Mini Reapers visible were the Golden Reapers, who were building things.

The silver-haired girl approached and saw that they were building rides with various materials.

It seemed that many parts were being painted gray, so it looked like the rides were themed after Gray Reapers.

It was an effort to turn what could be a Reaper slaughterhouse into an amusement park, reminiscent of a horror movie.

‘I definitely had a fun amusement park in my dream. Was it not this one?’

The silver-haired girl started to think about what went wrong as she traced back to the now blurry dream.

“Ah!”

There was one distinct thing that remained deeply in the silver-haired girl’s mind from the dream.

‘A huge, moving, human-shaped plaster statue!’

The massive cloud whale carrying a giant cruise ship slowly began to settle down in an empty lot near Seoul.

Since Earth had grown so large, transportation by ship took an incredibly long time, so the cloud whale was used to speed up transport.

The cruise ship on the cloud whale had become a “flying ship,” making it an increasingly popular mode of transport.

However, the cloud whales assigned to the Golden Reapers were all used for Golden Reaper deliveries, so they hadn’t spread widely.

To use a cloud whale, one had to ask for cooperation from the ‘Orange Reaper.’

On the cruise ship, a girl with an Orange Crown Reaper on her head began to disembark.

She was the Attachment Human of the Orange Crown Reaper, Cheong.

Behind her, an Italian sibling followed.

“Isn’t it a bit strange that we all suddenly want to go to Sehee Research Institute, without any reason?”

Once they landed, the girl pressed her cheek against Cheong’s with a friendly expression, rubbing their cheeks together.

“Definitely strange. But since there are only two samples, it’s likely just a coincidence.”

“No, there’s definitely a reason!”

Cheong gently pushed her cheek away and continued speaking calmly, but the girl clung to him again, smiling.

Watching them from behind, the man, who had a Purple Reaper on his shoulder, spoke as he pulled his sister away from Cheong.

“Whether it’s destiny or coincidence, we’ll find out when we get there.”

The man, leading the group, began walking toward Sehee Research Institute.