Chapter 528

After using the final alchemy left by the Blue Girl, I was floating in the endless expanse of the color universe.

‘Is this what it means to become a ‘god’…?’

A consciousness, too faint to even be called a thought, briefly surfaced and then disappeared.

I no longer felt the planet Earth or the concept of time.

I couldn’t even tell if I was really thinking, or if I had simply become a part of the universe, flowing with it.

Contradictorily, I could do anything, yet I could do nothing.

I existed but did not exist, I was awake but also asleep.

I didn’t belong anywhere, yet I belonged everywhere.

It was like what a Mini Reaper had once said — I existed everywhere, but I did not exist in any place.

But strangely, I felt no regret.

The fact that I had been able to prevent the Mini Reapers from disappearing was enough for me.

Also, since I had stopped the Black-and-White Outer Presence from reaching its wish, I felt somewhat satisfied.

If there was one thing that lingered on my mind, it was Yerin.

She must be searching for me by now.

She would wander around, drawn by vague longing, not even knowing what she was looking for.

But that, too, didn’t worry me much.

Yerin was human, and humans are bound to forget.

Eventually, she would forget.

Moreover, the Mini Reapers were with her.

Those happy and cheerful ones would surely fill the emptiness left by my absence.

The Mini Reapers were so kind, just like me.

In the space where the concept of time had lost its meaning, I slowly began to uncover the secrets of the color universe.

It was like turning the pages of an old book.

The first thing I encountered was the Gray Giant.

It had once been the god who ruled over this color universe.

Now, only its corpse remained, but its presence was still overwhelming.

Though it had disappeared eons ago, its massive form remained, unscattered, preserved within the wish.

The wish that once flowed through its flesh, the gray current, had now seeped out, leaving behind only an empty shell.

Even though it had ascended to divinity, its body had not dispersed, showing just how extraordinary it had been.

Well, I couldn’t fathom why such a powerful being had died…

But one thing was certain — the death of the god was the beginning of everything.

With the god’s seat now vacant, the color universe yearned for a new ruler, continuously urging the external beings to fill the void.

Pushing relentlessly toward higher realms, until they reached the god’s place.

Naturally, when I ascended to the god’s place, all the chaos gradually subsided.

Thus, the color universe welcomed a new balance.

Drifting through the color universe, the second thing I realized was the existence of ‘prayer.’

[May my wish reach the god…]

[May our wishes be fulfilled…]

Endless, desperate prayers from intelligent beings across the vast universe.

They flowed into me like the sound of quiet waves, constant and persistent.

In the blurry consciousness where I couldn’t truly feel anything, oddly enough, their prayers stood out sharply.

At those moments, I was able to control my power freely.

As if their wishes were guiding me to grant them.

But I didn’t grant their wishes.

Why not?

Because it was a hassle.

Besides, I didn’t want to do anything that someone else told me to do — ten times more.

Then, the Black Giant suddenly crossed my mind.

Could it be that the Black Giant had experienced something similar to my current state?

Of course, the scale was different.

I had become the god of the color universe.

But the Black Giant was the god of the black planet, not the color universe.

Still, if the Black Giant had been in a similar state, I could understand how it might have ended up in a death-like state, as the book that killed gods destroyed all who yearned for gods and erased all records of them.

If the book that killed gods had destroyed everyone who longed for the god and erased all records of the god?

Then no more prayers would be heard.

In that eternal silence, the Black Giant’s blurry consciousness would never awaken.

In fact, I, too, could be seen as in a similar state.

As time passed, people would forget me, due to the effects of alchemy.

My existence would gradually fade, and eventually, I would no longer remain in anyone’s memory.

The moment the highest-ranking Mini Reapers forget me would likely be my final moment.

Well, it was inevitable for such a tiny existence to become a god.

For me, with an awareness narrower than the lead doll who managed Valhalla, to have become the god of the color universe… even now, it felt somewhat strange.

‘…’

While I was lost in such meaningless thoughts, I suddenly felt my consciousness blur even further.

It seemed someone had forgotten me once again.

With this level of consequence, perhaps it was the Black Reapers? Or maybe the Golden Reapers?

I hoped it wasn’t the First Sword or any other special Reapers…

If it were already the end, I would be somewhat disappointed.

In truth, the future had already been determined.

Eventually, there would come a time when no one would remember me.

It was a fact that was both inevitable and, in a way, a lonely truth.

But when that time came, I would finally become a true god in the truest sense.

No longer as an individual, but as a god existing with pure wishes.

Right now, I could still continue these thoughts because I was certain that Yerin and some Mini Reapers still remembered me.

As the memories of the Mini Reapers faded, my consciousness would blur more and more.

Strangely, I wasn’t afraid.

It felt more like a natural flow.

It felt peaceful, as though I were sinking into a deep sleep.

Yerin, the Golden Reaper, the Black Reaper, Sehee, Seo-A…

Memories began to surface one by one.

From the moment I first met Sehee to the last moment I fought the Black-and-White Outer Presence, memories of Earth flowed through my consciousness like an old film.

And slowly, very slowly, I was melting into the color universe.

It was truly the process of dying, and I could have been terrified, but strangely, I wasn’t.

Since I couldn’t feel the passage of time, it felt like I was lying on a cozy bed, taking a rest, peaceful.

Then it happened.

[■■ Ah, where are you?]

A faint will that I couldn’t understand whispered through.

It was definitely Yerin’s voice.

I had thought she had already forgotten me, but now, her voice was calling.

[Do you remember ■■ ■■?]

[This isolation room is ■■ ■■’s isolation room, so it must never be dismantled!]

[Right, you forgot ■■ ■■ too…]

[It’s okay. Don’t be sad for me. ■■ ■■ will come back.]

Yerin’s voice was filled with endless longing and faith.

Yerin was still searching for me.

Even though she didn’t remember my name, she believed that I would come back.

[■■ will come back someday… I believe that.]

And the moment I heard that voice, the gray wish began to stir.

I could feel Earth again.

Yerin, in her desperate prayer, had called out the forgotten god’s name.

In the warm and cozy isolation room, the sound of the TV echoed.

[The mysterious invitation of the Blue Lake, introducing the Yangcheon Lake Cruise!]

[The blue mystery unfolding in the heart of the city….]

Perhaps it was because sleepiness had slowly crept in, but it sounded like a lullaby.

[Create unforgettable memories in a lake with the best water quality in Korea, tailored for Mini Reapers!]

[And sometimes, a special meeting with the Blue Reapers who manage the lake!]

Half-asleep, I thought it was a story about the Blue Reapers occasionally wandering around and managing the lake.

Well, it was a pretty rare sight—an incredibly large and clean lake in Korea.

[And there’s also a giant dinosaur festival that Mini Reapers will love!]

Then, a sound came that made my sleepiness vanish.

‘!!!’

I opened my eyes wide and turned my gaze. Through the Mini Reapers clinging to me, I saw the TV screen.

[Book now.]

[Yangcheon Lake Cruise.]

I locked the name “Yangcheon Lake Cruise” into my memory with my poor memory and tossed the Mini Reapers off me, getting out of bed.

‘No way!’

‘Mom, where are you going!’

I tried to go find Yerin, but the Mini Reapers had clung to me so tightly, I couldn’t move.

Not lazily, but aggressively, as though attacking an object.

Thump. Thump. Thump.

It was like bullets were being shot at me, as they jumped at me, headfirst, ramming into me.

Clink.

Frowning slightly with irritation, I tossed them into the corner of the room, and I heard the sound of the isolation room door opening.

“Reaper! Let’s go on the cruise!”

The owner of the voice, as if she and I were connected, shouted about going on the cruise.