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The Blue Reaper, confronted by the giant spider that swallowed the sun at the Tower at the End, was immediately drawn into the deep, endless darkness.

It seemed as if everything around had vanished.

All senses—sight, hearing, touch—were numb, and only the sharp pain felt in the eyes seemed to confirm the existence of the Blue Reaper.

“I’m sorry… truly sorry…”

Voices of regret and self-blame echoed within the Blue Reaper’s heart.

“If I die like this, the Attached Human will die too…”

The fact that the Blue Reaper could not protect the Attached Human, whom it so desperately wanted to guard, weighed heavily on its chest.

It felt the flames of the firewood burning deep within its heart gradually weakening.

“At the very least… if it ends like this, maybe I can go to the same place as the Attached Human.”

As the positive emotions embodied in the firewood faded, the Blue Reaper unconsciously sought faint comfort.

In this distant realm, the ‘Mom’ who kept the Blue Reaper from dying was absent.

If it died here, even as a Mini Reaper, it wouldn’t be able to enter ‘Mini Reaper Valhalla’.

“It’s cold…”

As the warmth of the firewood vanished, a chill began to seep throughout the Blue Reaper’s body, prompting it to instinctively curl up.

In that moment, an unexpected occurrence took place.

The cold darkness enveloping the surroundings retreated, and a warm energy that seemed to cover the entire world began to wrap around the Blue Reaper.

Someone gently embraced the Blue Reaper, starting to transmit warm energy.

“Mom…?”

In disbelief, the Blue Reaper was astounded, letting out a feeble will.

And when that warm sensation reached the Blue Reaper’s eyes, the pain it had felt moments ago vanished like magic.

Opening its eyes cautiously, it found Mom standing there, her expression as fierce as when the Tyrannosaurus was shattered.

“Mom, you’re strong.”

Mom’s very existence seemed to dominate this space.

Every time she moved her hand, the surrounding reality twisted and reformed.

When she clenched her fist, space contorted, and when she swung her hand, the earth split.

This was pure violence of immense firewood, without a hint of finesse.

“Really, it’s Mom. Mom is here.”

Feeling relief, admiration, and an indescribable safety, the Blue Reaper burrowed deeper into Mom’s embrace.

With all fear and anxiety dissipated, the Blue Reaper slowly fell into a deep sleep.

On the face of the sleeping Blue Reaper was a small yet distinct smile.

It was a peaceful smile, as if all worries and concerns had vanished.

*

The Tower at the End, a layer that had completely turned to ruins.

There, one could find the fallen Blue Reaper, a human with pink hair unique to her, and a spider wearing a halo.

Is that the Attached Human of the Blue Reaper?

I stored the girl with pink hair inside the mouth of the Black Hungry Ghost and cradled the injured Blue Reaper in my arms.

“Must hurt a lot…”

In the Blue Reaper’s eyes were alien cracks as though space had been cut.

Seeing that wound, I felt strangely angry.

Even though I knew putting in firewood would heal it completely.

[Mom…]

Now healed, the Blue Reaper looked up at me with sleepy eyes, smiled, and again nestled into my embrace, drifting back to sleep.

I tapped the head of the sleeping Blue Reaper and then turned towards the spider that remained whole despite the spatial cut.

The haloed spider stood still, staring intently at me.

Is it watching me?

Or is it that I look strong, and it’s waiting for an opportunity?

Well, it didn’t matter either way.

Upon close examination of the haloed spider, it appeared so severe that it could crumble at any moment.

At least that’s how it looked to my ‘eyes’.

In the next moment, it seemed ready to shatter and die any second.

“Still, looks pretty strong.”

If it was intact, it surely wouldn’t be weaker than the Hungry Ghost Reaper, right?

I continued to push firewood into the Blue Reaper while extending one hand toward the spider.

And then I clenched my fist.

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Crack!

Thus, the black sphere created by the warping of space began to swallow everything around it.

A method effective against most enemies, this sphere contained endless void within.

But as the halo started to radiate light above the spider’s head, the situation began to change.

[Spatial distortion does not reach this land.]

The haloed spider uttered incantations similar to the Blue Reaper’s magic.

Then, the space returned to normal, and the black sphere vanished in an instant.

Is it a halo that can get what it wants through words, like the Blue Reaper?

How troublesome.

I wildly swung one hand, beginning to slash through space haphazardly.

Slash!

As my fingers flowed, the sound of space tearing echoed.

The paths of my five fingers aimed to rip through the sky and appeared to engulf sturdy structures.

[Spatial distortion does not reach this land.]

But at the moment the spatial cutting transformed into a phenomenon, it reverted to golden firewood, scattering in all directions.

It looked like golden petals fluttering in the ruins that seemed to be on the verge of collapsing.

‘!’

If that’s the case.

I stomped my feet twice, summoning the Mini Reaper Garden.

[No one can enter this land.]

Then the entrance to the Mini Reaper Garden opened, but the Mini Reapers couldn’t come out.

“Mom is calling!”

On the other side of the Mini Reaper Garden, the Golden Reapers came rushing in, repeatedly bumping their heads against the transparent wall and falling over.

The spatial cut doesn’t work.

I can’t summon the Mini Reaper Garden either.

Then, can I summon the halo or Unchanging Sphere?

As I continued to ponder, finally the spider began to move.

Squeak. Squeak.

The spider looked up at the sky, making ancient machine-like sounds, and began to create incantations.

[The space encompassing you will be cut.]

[You cannot escape this land.]

Incantations specifically targeting me.

The surrounding space was sharply sliced away.

Yet every word the spider uttered caused it to crumble gradually.

The burned black shell fell away from the spider’s surface, resounding against the ground.

And I was also being consistently sliced apart by the spatial cutting.

*

Swoosh!

As the blade of space slowly flew towards me, my right hand was severed and spun in the air, turning into golden flames that scattered.

The spider and I were both busy launching spatial cuts at each other.

Yet all my attacks fizzled out while the spider’s attacks kept chopping me up.

Moreover, that sly spider had even applied an unavoidable attribute to its spatial cuts.

Fortunately, thanks to Yerin having made me a ‘Daeji’, I had a lot of firewood, allowing me to regenerate without any burden.

And every time the spider created an incantation to attack me, it crumbled a little more, gradually reducing its size.

The problem was, the spider was so large that it seemed it would take years to carve it all down.

So, while regenerating, I kept repeating sad thoughts.

“The Tyrannosaurus is dead.”

“The Golden-Mecha-Tyranno Armor is broken.”

“All the Tyrannosauruses have begun to sprout feathers.”

I kept repeating these thoughts.

There was but one objective.

To extract the ‘Halo of Death’ lurking in the heart.

Spatial cut.

Mini Reaper Garden.

Summon the halo.

Summon the Unchanging Sphere.

The only remaining method left to me was the halo of the heart.

How sad.

I’m sad.

I’m angry.

But no matter how much I imagined the angry situation, the halo showed no signs of appearing.

As time flowed meaninglessly, an anomaly occurred.

The ground began to shake violently as if an earthquake had struck.

BANG!

Then the floor burst open, and a black whirlpool began to engulf the entire layer.

“Mom is here!”

“It’s really Mom!”

It was the flowing black Reaper whirlpool.

The eyes of the black Reaper were dotted around, making it appear like the night sky.

The whirlpool began to surge towards me.

“Mom has shrunk.”

“Is Mom still in pain?”

“Why is she so small?”

“I need to help Mom!”

Then the black Reapers wrapped me up in a strange doll-like garment.

This is uncomfortable.

As the black Reapers covered me, it felt as if 99% of my vision was blocked.

It was like wearing glasses with only one tiny hole.

Just as I was attempting to escape through spatial movement among the black Reapers, a strange connection was felt.

It was as if I had become one body with the black Reapers.

Through the network connected by the black Reapers, the firewood began to circulate slowly.

It felt like I was wearing the body of the Black Giant.

“Is that why the Black Giant ate the Black Reapers?”

Right now, it felt like I could fulfill my small wish.

*

The spider continued to create incantations to exclude the parasite.

[The space encompassing you will be cut.]

[You cannot escape this land.]

In the meantime, a fragment of a god suddenly appeared from underground, beginning to coalesce into a massive form.

The form of a god.

An existence reminiscent of a god.

No, it cannot be a god.

God is dead.

But that black mass continued to grow larger and larger.

Perhaps because many fragments gathered together, it had grown almost to the size of the spider itself.

Yet the unmerged fragments lay blackened on the ground.

But even while seeing that, the spider kept moving.

Squeak. Squeak.

And looking at the sky, it spat out its incantations.

[The space is being cut.]

[You can no longer escape.]

A colossal spatial cut capable of severing layers.

But as the spatial cut reached the enemy, it helplessly scattered.

It looked just like a god.

Then the gigantic form of the god turned its gaze toward the spider.

Though the form had grown so large that the ‘Gray Face’ had become nothing more than a gray dot on its face, that face was smiling brightly.

Then it opened its mouth and shot out an extraordinarily joyful magic.

[Gray Reaper Beam!!!]

In that instant, the countless eyes embedded in the form sprang awake.

Golden lights burst forth from each eye, and those lights began to dance in the air like living creatures.

The light beams gathered as if drawn towards each other, turning into a massive wave of light that began to surge towards the spider.

The countless fragments scattered across the ground were no exception.

From each tiny piece, a golden light swarm arose, bursting forth like a spring welling up from underground toward the spider.

The waterfall of light pouring down from above met the fountain of light soaring up from below, swirling around.

The surroundings were filled entirely with light, leaving no place to escape.

The spider, dragging its creaking body, focused and created one incantation.

[Light does not touch this land.]

[The light will extinguish, and endless darkness will arrive.]

An invocation aimed at erasing and blocking the light.

But those brilliant light masses ignored the incantation and began to mercilessly pierce through the spider.

“Ah…”

As the spider met those light masses, it could finally realize.

The power of death.

The proof of a god.

The power of the god intertwined within the light mass.

As that power began to crumble its physical form, the halo was gradually peeling off.

Once, it had fiercely gnawed away at the spider’s existence, but now the halo, barely sustaining the ruined spider’s presence, was being stripped away.

“The god has returned.”

“Master, this tower has fulfilled its calling, hasn’t it?”

The spider struggled to recall the face of its master, now hardly remembered, and slowly closed its eyes.