Outskirts of Songpa District, James Tower.
Not long after sending the Gray Reaper into space with a Golden-Mecha-Tyrannosaurus rocket, James tried to enjoy a brief moment of relaxation—but was soon bustling again due to yet another emergency.
“We’re out of Object containment suits? Even virus protection ones will do…!”
“Anyone with spare flamethrowers, hurry and send them to the Gwanak Mountain area!”
“Declare an emergency situation immediately. The American Object Association will announce something similar soon!”
Inside the Situation Room set up in James Tower, employees were rushing around issuing orders or making frantic calls. This was all due to what had come to be known as the “Green Moon Bacteria Incident.”
Not only packs of tigers roaming Korea but also flying phoenixes and other mythical creatures from legend—all were turning into sticky, dark-green slime thanks to the Green Moon’s influence.
If they were merely dissolving, it might have been good riddance to dangerous beasts like tigers. However, the resulting slime was endlessly consuming and multiplying by devouring everything nearby.
Organic matter—animals, plants.
Inorganic materials—metals, rocks.
Even gases in the air.
It was a horrifying bacteria that consumed and replicated using any substance imaginable, akin to nanomachines from science fiction that turned everything into gray goo.
The one silver lining? Its replication speed wasn’t too fast, and humanity had some countermeasures available.
And those countermeasures were simple: Burn it with extreme heat!
But even burning was only a temporary fix…
“Still regenerating, huh?”
James sighed while reviewing experimental data sent from the James Research Institute in America. Like the “Blue Lizard” quarantined at Sehee Research Institute, this bacteria seemed capable of resurrecting itself no matter how thoroughly incinerated.
In truth, this outcome was predictable. Despite completely torching patches of the bacterial slime on-site, it would always seep back eventually. Burning merely delayed the inevitable.
BEEP!
Suddenly, a section of the red-marked map in the Situation Room turned blue.
“Red Reapers have arrived near Gwanak Mountain!”
On the Situation Room monitors, Red Reapers could be seen flying over Gwanak Mountain, incinerating the dark-green slime in the sky.
“Revolution!”
Flying about with their iconic crimson scythes and hammers, the Red Reapers were spreading across Seoul Forest—and then the world.
“So, Earth is saved by Reapers once again…”
James muttered under his breath while monitoring reports of Red Reaper appearances streaming in from around the globe.
“All well and good, but couldn’t we skip the whole scythe-and-hammer thing?”
James felt certain that these tools would cause trouble sooner or later once the crisis ended.
***
At James Space Station, now occupied by the Green Moon.
Having transformed itself into the very essence of the Green Moon, the New Follower began confidently spreading its dark-green slime in every direction.
[Immortality.]
Mimicking the effects of Evolution Liquid, the Green Moon believed it had attained true immortality. It maximized its control over birth, death, and resurrection, becoming an unbreakable cycle of life that couldn’t truly die.
A perfect, indestructible existence—it had reached godhood.
Confident in its newfound divinity, the Green Moon decided to test its powers against a weaker deity.
As the Green Moon emitted hostile intent, its dark-green slime began bubbling and forming shapes. These took the forms of countless animals—from realistic tigers to fantastical dragons—all filling its barren domain.
However, despite being surrounded by monsters in every direction, the Gray Reaper stood calmly with an emotionless expression.
[Become part of us.]
Like an unstoppable swarm of ants, waves of monsters surged toward the Gray Reaper. But the Gray Reaper simply extended its right hand forward.
With a tight grip, as if tearing through empty air…
In that instant, space warped and erased everything around it—a display of godly power, wrath, and authority.
Yet the Green Moon remained undaunted, sensing the Gray Reaper’s presence fading slightly. Clearly, the Gray Reaper couldn’t sustain such devastating Spatial Cuts indefinitely.
Meanwhile, the Green Moon’s abilities required no energy expenditure whatsoever—an eternal cycle of death and rebirth without end!
Feeling confident, the Green Moon attempted to resurrect its fallen monsters.
[Rise again and serve us!]
But nothing happened. Worse still, a significant portion of the Green Moon’s core essence had vanished.
The eternal life cycle it relied upon was diminishing.
As panic set in, the Gray Reaper smirked slightly—almost letting out a “Hehe”—before spreading both arms wide. From the ground emerged bizarre creatures made entirely of snacks:
Mint chocolate tigers.
Candy-coated phoenixes.
Cotton candy dragons.
And finally, roll cake tyrannosaurs.
These snack-based monstrosities now surrounded the Green Moon, having been converted from its life cycle into a sugary confectionary ecosystem hidden deep within the Gray Reaper.
Realizing the horrors lurking inside the Gray Reaper, the Green Moon fled in terror—just as it had escaped the Evolution Liquid before.
***
In the now-barren jungle where James Space Station once stood…
While observing the dark-green slime closely, I discovered the solution to destroying the Green Moon’s ability [Break the Cycle of Life]. The bacteria composing the slime had a surprisingly simple weakness:
[Destroy a significant portion of the cellular structure.]
This slime consisted of unstable bacteria constantly dying and reviving in cycles. A process eerily similar to an ability I already knew—”The Blue External Being’s Soul Power.”
It resembled the Blue External Being’s ability to command deceased Objects.
‘Do I need to summon the Blue Giant to break this “Cycle of Life”?’
But wait—this is the Moon’s ability, isn’t it?
There’s no need to call for a Blue Sphere then…
An object-level ‘death-and-resurrection’ ability would likely enter the Mini Reaper Garden upon activation. And considering this is not just an External Being but a Moon-level entity…
When it dies, it’ll definitely end up in the Mini Reaper Garden.
Hehe.
I was playing around with it when the Green Moon realized my capabilities and fled.
“Don’t ruin the fun by running away!”
Though I crushed its bone-and-flesh monsters with a “Gah,” the slime continued fleeing even after losing its central form.
And then everything began collapsing.
It started with the massive green moon floating in the sky. Its perfectly round edges grew wobbly before melting entirely into dark-green slime, abandoning its shape altogether.
As the Green Moon dissolved completely, not only the atmosphere and terrain but space itself began liquefying into slime. The very forces holding reality together were being converted into slime and retreating.
Holes tore through space, revealing the vastness of the universe beyond. Endless cosmic void stretched out, showing the glittering Milky Way, shattered remnants of the space station, and the immense Earth dominating the view.
With the Green Moon’s spatial corruption gone, I summoned the Mini Reaper Garden.
Countless Mini Reapers, the Giant Moss Ball, and survivors were suddenly flung into space alongside me.
Unconscious Mini Reapers floated gently toward Earth, while the surviving woman clung tightly to the moss ball, enduring the vacuum.
“Danger!”
Black Reapers quickly reacted, alarmed by the perilous conditions. They turned their bodies into a gooey substance and adhered themselves to the Mini Reapers and the survivor.
Forming a protective sphere, the Black Reapers created an impenetrable barrier shielding against cold, heat, pressure changes, and air loss.
Despite this, it still looked risky to me due to issues like oxygen deprivation.
So I teleported the entire Black Reaper sphere into the Mini Reaper Garden.
After sending everyone there, only the Golden Reapers remained. Though I considered bringing them into the garden too, they seemed to enjoy zero gravity, so I left them be.
As I fell toward Earth, I glanced back at the slime. Cells of green slime were scattering everywhere, rushing toward the planet.
Planning to hide and spread across Earth?
It’d be impossible to hunt them all down using Spatial Cuts alone, especially once they start burning up in the atmosphere.
“Guess there’s no choice.”
From the Mini Reaper Garden, I pulled out a blue orb. A massive gray figure emerged from the fractured orb, bathed in blue light.
The Blue Giant.
As I took control of the Blue Giant’s body, firewood consumption began rapidly increasing. I could feel the flow of Object souls.
This was the ability of the Blue External Being—to collect the souls of dead Objects within its domain.
Entering the atmosphere, the bacteria began dying off en masse due to their inherently unstable structures.
Perhaps their souls would normally return to the Cycle of Life and be reborn…
But the souls of these dead bacteria were being stolen by the Blue Giant instead. One by one, they were removed from the Cycle of Life and collected within the Blue Giant.
During this time, the Golden Reapers were attempting various methods to breach the atmosphere.
“Warmth in my mouth!”
Golden Reapers falling with mouths wide open.
Spinning like tops as they descended.
Tumbling like balls during descent.
Shouting “Victory!” while facing the sun as they plummeted.
Each Golden Reaper entered the atmosphere in their preferred way, creating a meteor shower.
Otherwise known as the Golden Reaper Meteor Shower!
***
A night where eight moons hung in the sky.
Gray, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, violet.
A chaotic night of seven-colored moons orbiting a massive gray moon at the center.
On a quiet street that evening, a crumpled newspaper lay on the ground.
Its front page featured an unusual photograph: a giant gray figure glowing with a blue hue descending from the heavens.
Beside it, numerous golden figures resembling meteors were captured in the shot.