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The Green Moon was wandering in the endless darkness.

That darkness was a dream that seemed to never end.

It was a nightmare of the past, where everything crumbled and repeated itself.

The death of the Purple Moon and the flood of Evolution Liquid that could not be resisted.

Humans hoping for salvation in the jungle melting away in the Evolution Liquid.

And arriving at the end of their flight, the universe untouched by the Evolution Liquid.

The trees, towering like castle walls, melted away in the Evolution Liquid, and the beasts of the jungle that protected the people began to attack them.

The people prayed to the Green Moon.

They yearned for nature to devour the Evolution Liquid.

But any wishes offered to the Green Moon were powerless before the Evolution Liquid.

So, the Green Moon fled.

Abandoning its inhabitants, leaving most of its followers as bait, and forsaking even the other moons.

It headed for the universe where “Evolution Liquid,” a mimicry of the blood and flesh of forgotten gods, could never reach.

But the Green Moon, heading for the universe, lost consciousness and sank into the endless darkness.

Having escaped human desires and the realm of the Old God, the Green Moon fell into slumber.

It was a prison from which it could never awaken until a god came close and extended a hand.

In that endless nightmare, the Green Moon pondered a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand times.

Its own mistakes.

The lush jungle.

The land of life.

A gracious nature that stitched together the wishes of the people.

None of these could protect anything.

The diversity achieved through wishes was useless.

What was needed was the simplicity and power of the Evolution Liquid.

[One life is needed.]

[A collective that binds everything is needed.]

[Only when the followers, the inhabitants, and the moon are one can it be whole.]

The Green Moon constantly regretted and repeated these thoughts.

Thus, it endlessly dreamed of a new form of future.

How many times had the nightmare repeated?

At some moment, the consciousness of the Green Moon began to be reborn from the depths of death.

A small gray god’s touch reached the Green Moon.

*

The Tyrannosaurus was racing through the jungle at a speed like a small aircraft.

Thud. Thud.

It ran, making a sound as if its bones were shattering from excessive movement.

A high-speed dash to save Mini Reapers, powered by the strength of the Black Reaper’s exoskeleton.

I tilted my head upward, looking at the moon in the sky from atop the Tyrannosaurus.

‘The color looks strange.’

The Green Moon I saw from the spaceship was truly a beautiful emerald color.

But now, the moon rising in the jungle had a dark green hue that resembled the Evolution Liquid.

As the filthy green moon rose, the jungle began to change, or rather, started to melt away.

Bubbling and releasing deadly gas for humans, it was turning into liquid.

No way?

I tore off a piece of the Black Reaper’s armor and anxiously looked down at the Tyrannosaurus.

‘No!!!’

When I opened the exoskeleton to check, my magnificent Tyrannosaurus was gradually melting away.

My dreams.

My wishes.

My future.

Melted away by the wicked, cunning, and vile Green Moon.

*

The moon of the jungle was originally beautiful, brimming with life.

It always sparkled in a clear emerald green.

The moonlight painted the dark shadows of the jungle with the vibrant colors of nature, capturing the vitality of the jungle.

Every night, the Green Moon gently embraced the jungle, creating a truly peaceful and calm atmosphere.

Now, unlike before, it could no longer speak or show any will, but it remained the gentle Green Moon that hated fighting.

However, the moon floating in the sky now showed a completely different appearance.

It was green, but that green was dull and ominous, as if it were rotting.

A disturbing presence, as if it were toxic.

Under that moonlight, everything seemed distorted, plunging into nightmares.

The moonlight that once represented the birth of all life now felt like it symbolized the death of all life.

“Meow…”

Mingming looked up at the sky with a sad expression, crying out for the Green Moon in sorrow.

But the Green Moon still gave no answer to Mingming.

It merely scattered the light that melted and decayed everything.

Drip. Drip.

Blood flowed from Mingming’s golden eyes as he looked up at the moon.

As if it were blood tears.

His body was pierced with sharp spears made of bone, and those wounds were bubbling and melting away.

Thud. Thud.

With a heavy sound, a new follower of the Green Moon approached.

Hearing the footsteps, Mingming looked up at the sky.

His head rose as if to reach the moon.

Hundreds of grotesque limbs crudely attached from all manner of creature’s bones.

A bulging mass, like a tumor, ripped apart, flowing dark green slime down its limbs.

As the slime touched the ground, it mixed with the melting slime of the jungle and began to bubble.

Like a plague, the dark green slime began to spread further.

On that slime flowing on the ground, countless faces of suffering life rose and vanished like bubbles.

That slime was the end point for all life.

The world that the new Green Moon wished for would be a world where all life became that slime.

But Mingming did not want to see such a world.

“Meow…”

Mingming turned around and softly called out to a woman.

“I’m sorry.”

I’m sorry for leaving behind the humans who were desperate to live.

So!

“Meow!”

With all his might, Mingming shouted and stood up.

One of Mingming’s arms was already severed, and his whole body was riddled with wounds.

But he resolved to protect.

At least this woman.

The moment he set his mind to that, a loud sound echoed through the jungle.

Thud!

With a heavy sound, a huge bone stake made of all kinds of creature’s bones pierced Mingming’s body into the ground.

Easily, as if catching a fly.

“Me… ow.”

His golden eyes flickered as if they would go out at any moment, and at the same time, many sprouts began to blossom from the ground.

But every sprout that touched the slime melted away.

In the fading vision, Mingming captured the last sight of the woman.

‘I wanted to stay together a bit longer…’

With that unspoken thought, Mingming’s consciousness faded away.

*

I arrived at the open lot where the presence of the Green Moon felt the strongest while riding the Tyrannosaurus.

Goooh!

A bizarre monster howled at the sky, constantly sucking in the melted slime of the jungle.

The giant moss ball, bleeding and dying.

And the survivor clinging desperately to that moss ball.

And on the field, where dark green slime spread like a swamp, the white outer wall that looked artificial appeared sporadically.

It’s a mess.

But thank goodness there were survivors.

It seemed like I had arrived a bit late since there were barely any traces of humanity in the jungle.

I looked at them and jumped off the Tyrannosaurus.

Turning my gaze to check on the Tyrannosaurus, it had vanished without a trace, leaving only the Black Reaper’s exoskeleton scuttling away.

‘Tyrannosaurus, I’ll definitely avenge you!’

I blinked away tears and stared at the monster ahead.

That monster was clearly a harmful object.

No, not only the monster but the Green Moon had also become a harmful object.

It definitely didn’t feel that way when I first saw it.

It didn’t seem harmful in the sense of the mental pollution of the red external being, but rather appeared to be born with the very purpose of harming humans.

The jungle had nearly all melted away.

It had turned into a living liquid that squirmed as if it were alive.

It felt somewhat like gazing at a mass of mold.

Moreover, it even emitted an unpleasant odor.

However, the area around the woman, who seemed to be a survivor from the space station, remained untouched.

Continuously, sprouts grew around the woman, struggling to repel the slime invasion.

The source of those sprouts was a huge green mass bleeding near the woman.

The Golden Reapers, witnessing that sight, charged towards the woman and the moss ball, attacking the slime.

And they began to protect them.

They clung to the woman, who looked like she would faint at any moment, in order to provide emotional stability.

‘Stay strong!’

They rushed to the dying moss ball and began to feed it firewood.

At that moment, the monster that had sucked in all the life in the jungle opened its eyes and started to move.

Thud. Thud. Thud.

Before long, the forest was no more, and a grotesque monster began its advance over the blackened, rotting ground.

I watched that scene, taking in the gigantic, grotesque monster and the Green Moon all at once.

Mini Reapers were suffering, so it had to end quickly.

With that thought, I used my ‘eyes.’

[Break the cycle of life.]

Hmm…

I don’t know what to do now.

*

The new follower that had become the Green Moon itself looked down at the Gray Reaper and thought.

‘Weak.’

Even though the forgotten god’s appearance was not in the memories of the Green Moon, its power was passed down.

A giant that seemed to touch the sky.

The source of all objects.

The master of all wishes.

The rules of the world.

But the newly appeared gray god seemed too small and weak.

With such a weak god, it felt like it could become one, just like the Green Moon.