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A desolate battlefield where all the humans fled.

In the middle of it, the Golden Reaper shone brightly, smiling widely.

It was a smile slightly twisted in pain.

A smile filled with the determination to protect humans and the joy of having done so.

As a giant monster’s fist flew toward the Golden Reaper, its hair danced in the fierce wind, glittering like fireflies in the dark forest.

I wonder if the humans are alright?

I hope they ran away and are safe.

And I hope that fist isn’t too painful.

Thinking of pain must be why the Golden Reaper longed for its mom.

“Mom…”

This place is far too distant for her to notice, but I wanted to see her.

However, the faint wave of longing to see her was engulfed in white flames.

The moment the will scattered like white petals in the air, a familiar shadow loomed over the Golden Reaper.

An overwhelming presence filled the surroundings.

“Mom!”

Feeling the familiar presence, the Golden Reaper smiled cheerfully.

Mom has come!

*

Just before the Blue Reaper clashed with the clone army, a faint fragment of emotion flowed in.

Strangely, it was directed toward the clone army.

The clone army was vaguely connected somewhere, and that was where the emotion was coming from.

It was the feeling of a Mini Reaper in pain.

Bright like the sun, brave, and as if life itself hung by a thread.

I was startled and spread the abilities of the black penguin in all directions.

Seoul, Korea, and across the sea to the whole world.

Most of the Mini Reapers were happy, but the firewood of the Golden Reaper far away in America swayed as if about to extinguish.

I used teleportation toward that flickering firewood like a lamp in the wind.

I sensed the firewood quickly catching fire as I traversed an immense distance in an instant.

And the moment I arrived, a giant fist rushed toward me.

Crunch.

The sound of something breaking echoed inside me, something I thought would never be heard after gaining physical immunity.

I desperately tried to find the Golden Reaper, who was surely more hurt than I was, despite the terrible pain.

Even in a state that looked like shattered pottery, the Golden Reaper was smiling brightly at me.

Rolling around, I held the Golden Reaper in my arms, doing my best to protect it from harm.

Only after rolling quite a distance could I finally stop.

I checked on the Golden Reaper, worried it might be hurt, but it seemed perfectly fine.

Giggle.

Despite being covered in wounds, the Golden Reaper grinned happily at me from my embrace.

Seeing the Golden Reaper’s face strangely relaxed my tension.

I couldn’t help but smile.

With a grin, I gently stroked the Golden Reaper’s head and stuffed the firewood in abundantly.

The Golden Reaper, which had looked like shattered pottery, instantly regained its original form, raising both arms in a “Hooray!” gesture.

It was a gesture like shouting “Resurrection!”

*

Boom!

The Blue Reaper’s shield shook violently as if about to break.

“The only salvation of the flesh will be pain.”

The clone leader army murmured lowly, constantly chanting, exuding a strange sense of unease and discomfort.

They felt human but also not human.

Every time the murmuring clone leader army struck the droplets, the droplets bounced mercilessly and rolled down the corridor.

At that moment, the Blue Reapers were placing strings in the air with serious expressions.

[Please protect us!]

[Please protect everyone!]

The Blue Reapers minimized their counterattacks, focusing on maintaining a strong defense, as if waiting for something.

Bang. Bang.

How long did we roll through the underground passage? The Blue Reapers eventually rolled into a wide open lot deep in the passage.

The end of the passage, a dead-end alley.

And it was a place spacious enough to strike at the droplets surrounding it.

The leaders spread out widely around the droplets and began to approach slowly.

“The flesh is the prison of the soul. Only through pain can one escape that prison.”

“The flesh is the prison of the soul. Only through pain can one escape that prison.”

“The flesh is the prison of the soul. Only through pain can one escape that prison.”

The leaders’ voices echoed ominously throughout the wide open space.

It seemed like an inescapable unfavorable situation, but the Blue Reaper was smiling brightly beneath its large hat.

Ten Blue Reapers gathered to weave a large string in the air.

[The strongest Mom Golem in the world!]

[Golem!]

A massive Gray Reaper fitting for the great open lot appeared and roared.

“Kraaang!”

It was a roar from a colossal mass of water, five meters tall.

*

The leader rejected pain and stepped forward for the people trapped in their flesh.

After realizing the existence of God, it had always stayed within the eye, so it was an unusual occurrence.

I could see the desperate wishes of countless people fearing pain.

“Oh, poor souls caught in the illusion of flesh.”

Unorganized wishes cannot reach God.

Pain.

And only the desire to escape that pain can reach God.

While trying to bestow the blessing of pain upon the people, the leader saw an unpleasant presence.

It resembled the flames of God but felt uncomfortably twisted.

Because it resembled God, it was an even more unpleasant presence.

Looking down at the object with golden and gray skin, the leader lamented.

“Oh, God.”

On the ground the lamenting leader stood upon, a gigantic eye was spread out.

*

The Golden Reaper had resurrected, but the situation was still grim.

The giant was still rampaging as if to kill both me and the Golden Reaper, and there was still no way to cope.

Boom.

The ground struck by the giant’s fist shattered and scattered as if hit by a bomb.

“Oh, God. Show me the correct guidance.”

The giant’s voice echoed like thunder.

I dashed around with the Golden Reaper on my head.

‘Squee’

Even when I gripped the air hard, trying to grasp the space, it had no effect at all.

Only white flames scattered like cherry blossoms were in my grip.

Like the Golden Reaper, who has physical immunity, I was unable to exert my abilities properly.

There was an object that blocked abilities.

It was likely due to the white flames that clung to my body, unwilling to fall off.

Because of these white flames, I couldn’t use my abilities, putting me in a very troublesome situation.

In reality, I instinctively felt like I knew how to use my abilities.

A strange conviction arose.

‘If I swallow these flames and use them as firewood, everything will be resolved.’

That was my certainty.

But the moment I swallow these flames, a huge problem would arise.

It would be like filling a car with cooking oil instead of gasoline.

Bounding here and there.

I was jumping around, but avoiding the giant’s fists completely was impossible.

The best I could do was to avoid being struck down and stuck to the ground.

Eventually, I reached a conclusion.

‘I can’t try anything when I’m unable to use my proper abilities.’

Running around, I made a discovery.

The fact that the farther I got away, the white flames diminished gradually.

I needed to get further away from that giant.

I urged the Golden Reaper, “Hold on tight.”

Hearing that, the Golden Reaper wrapped its arms and legs around my antennae and munched on them.

As the Golden Reaper held on tightly, I charged at the giant.

A gigantic fist swung at me as if waiting for this very moment.

I evaded that fist, at a minimum trajectory, and pushed further ahead.

My arm grazed by the fist was torn and scattered in the air.

The trajectory of the descending fist could not achieve its target.

I dashed around beneath the giant’s feet.

I ignored the loss of arm and leg regeneration.

I just had to avoid being smashed into the ground and stuck!

Bang. Bang.

The giant stomped as if annoyed.

“Oh, what a pity. Pain is the staircase leading to God.”

The gloriously dressed giant muttered constantly in strange tones.

I dodged the stomping feet and began to run far away from the giant as if fleeing.

Then the giant lazily kicked me like a soccer ball.

Whoosh.

A ferocious wind blew, uprooting the surrounding trees.

If I got hit by that foot, I’d be smashed to bits.

But instead, I jumped toward the giant’s foot.

Crunch.

I heard the dreadful sound of my leg shattering along with terrible pain.

And at that moment, I began to fly upward like a bullet.

I soared through the forest at high speed with a cheerful smile.

Though my body cracked and shattered like a soccer ball, I was flying high in the sky!

‘This is my escape route!’

The farther I got away, the more the white flames fell away.

Finally, when all the white flames sticking to my body disappeared, I reached out both hands toward the giant.

Two hands stained black.

I had won.

‘Squee.’

I grabbed the air and tore the giant apart.

But a strange phenomenon began to occur from where the giant fell.

An eye-like shape, like a magic circle, revealed itself above the land where the giant stood.

That eye, glowing ominously as if it were a window leading to another world, was watching me.