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Chapter 230



A colossal wall made of green jade suddenly appeared behind the Harmful Object, and I could feel the world starting to warp ever so slightly.

The Golden Reaper sensed this distortion and began to amplify the light of firewood in resistance.

“Humanity is in danger!”

It wasn’t just something that drove humans mad—this was a harmful corruption that turned humans into something… not human.

Making them believe their own thoughts were absolute truths.

Twisting their actions until they destroyed their very goals.

And ultimately, leading humanity to destroy itself!

This source of distortion had no place in this world—not even for a single second.

As a Golden Reaper who wished for humanity to always be happy and full of positivity, this Mental Pollution was absolutely unacceptable.

Every Harmful Object judged by the Golden Reaper shared this same warping influence.

And the distortion emanating from that jade wall was slowly seeping into the Earth, gradually altering the very fabric of the world.

Spiritual contamination reshaping the world—this was far too powerful to counter with mere firewood.

If we let this continue, a world where Attachment Humans beat up Mini Reapers and steal puddings would become normal!

Terrifying visions flooded the minds of all the Mini Reapers staring at the jade wall.

A world where Mini Reapers trample puddings underfoot!

A world where Attachment Humans brutally assault Mini Reppers without care!

A world so corrupted that even mothers seem kind by comparison!

These scenes were so sorrowful that tears welled up in the corners of the Golden Reaper’s eyes.

“No way!”

All the Mini Reapers charged forward in unison.

Their target: the Harmful Object known as the Green Jade Person and the massive jade wall!

The Mini Reapers were confident in victory—with Golden Reapers, Black Reapers, and all kinds of Mini Reapers united.

But their hopeful charge was halted in an instant.

“Return to your original form, lead doll created by false alchemy.”

At the moment those incomprehensible words reached the Golden Reaper’s ears…

The Mini Reapers froze mid-step, collapsing where they stood.

First to fall were those most similar to the Gray Reaper and the other Golden Reapers.

Their limbs, once animated by firewood, began to stiffen like solid stone.

Like a curse turning people to statues, their bodies transformed into an entirely different material.

“?”

Looking down at his hands, the fallen Golden Reaper watched his golden sun-like skin gradually shift to the gray hue of a mother.

“Oh, now I’m the same color as mom.”

Though it brought a smile to his face, that joy was short-lived.

Surely this would affect Mom too!

“Is Mom alright?”

Struggling to turn his stiffening head, the Golden Reaper froze with worry before hardening completely into stone.

***

“Return to your original form, lead doll created by false alchemy.”

At the sound of the Green Jade Person’s voice, the flow of firewood abruptly cut off.

Examining my open palm, I could see the transformation beginning at my fingertips—my once supple skin hardening into metallic lead.

Truly magical.

Truly alchemical.

To watch soft flesh transform into metal—it was like witnessing real alchemy unfold before my eyes.

But it wasn’t much of a problem.

I still had plenty of firewood to animate even dried-out twigs.

Confirming my movement was unaffected, I looked ahead to see numerous Mini Reapers sprawled across the floor.

Like chipped figurines, they’d all turned into gray lead dolls.

While White Hungry Ghosts and Hungry Ghost Reapers became pale, crumbly stones instead.

They resembled those frozen statues from Medusa stories, though lacking the terror-induced escape poses.

Many Mini Reapers had strained their necks toward me, using nearly all their firewood just to look my way.

Biiip!

The only ones unaffected were the Black Reapers, who quickly moved the leaden Mini Reapers closer to me.

Seeing the pile of Mini Reapers around me, something inside me flared up.

All these worried faces…

Only I should be allowed to torment these children!

You will not die easily.

As I took steady steps forward, the Green Jade Person smirked knowingly and began to speak.

“Hoh? Still moving with that body, are you? Then…”

Before he could finish his excited monologue, I extended one hand forward and clenched it into a fist.

Waaak.

Simultaneously, part of the Green Jade Person’s body tore away as space itself warped.

“Cough!”

Fortunately, he regenerated quickly—perhaps his destruction conditions were more complex than expected.

How annoying—I attacked by accident.

Can’t let someone who torments children die so easily.

Using ‘eyes’ to confirm the Green Jade Person’s destruction condition was [Connection Severing].

Good.

Unless isolated through spatial control, he’ll likely keep regenerating.

***

Unable to evade the spatial interference, the Green Jade Person winced as his body was torn apart.

Even without finesse, the sheer speed of the brute-force spatial attack was overwhelming.

“Cough!”

Feeling as if part of his soul was being ripped away, the Green Jade Person groaned in pain.

How dare he!

How dare he?!

The jade composing his body was crafted from countless sacrifices and souls—yet this intruder shattered so much of it with a single attack.

That one spatial strike alone erased a hundred years of his existence.

“Hmph, hahahaha. So the thing called a ‘god’ isn’t so easy to defeat after all.”

The “god” he knew was extremely passive, incapable of any independent action.

But this entity before him seemed to think and act on its own.

Impossible to comprehend.

Could a natural phenomenon develop willpower?

Then a disturbing possibility crept into the Green Jade Person’s mind.

Could humanity have consumed an entire fake deity?

A human wielding godlike power?

Such a horrifying thought arose, but the Green Jade Person dismissed it.

That couldn’t be possible.

Their soul would be shredded to pieces.

Or they’d go completely insane.

Perhaps something was making it appear that way.

Considering this, his thoughts turned to the lead dolls composing the fake deity’s body.

In that moment, the Green Jade Person found a logical explanation for this incomprehensible situation.

“Hmph, almost fell for it. You’re just giving direction to phenomena through half-baked alchemy.”

Relieved by this seemingly rational conclusion, the Green Jade Person chuckled.

If it’s fake alchemy, then the solution is simple.

“Return to your original form, lead doll.”

“Return to your original form!”

“RETURN TO YOUR ORIGINAL FORM!!!”

Despite his increasingly loud commands, the emotionless lead doll continued approaching unhindered.

Tubang tubang.

Summoning another method meant to suppress gods, the Green Jade Person’s jade wall behind him condensed into a massive orb, gathering energy and emitting a dangerous glow.

Since fake deities draw power from humans…

Eliminating nearby humans would render them powerless—a simple yet effective plan.

Even the expressionless lead doll seemed affected by the orb’s power, its face slightly contorting.

By kingdom standards, this orb could obliterate an entire nation with ease.

In Earth terms, it would create a massive explosion covering not just Seoul but much of South Korea.

As the Green Jade Person declared the end, blinding flashes erupted from the orb.

White flames rained down from the sky like firework sparks.

Instead of explosions, white flames gently fell across the skies of Korea, lacking physical substance.

“What… why isn’t it working?”

Before the confused Green Jade Person, a pitch-black lead doll stared back intently.

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Seoul Object Story

Seoul Object Story

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Score 9.2
Status: Completed Type: Author: Artist: Released: 2023 Native Language: Korean
Humans, once the masters of Earth, were losing their place to the inexplicable phenomena known as Objects. And this is a story about becoming an Object and living worry-free in the Seoul of such a world.

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