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Beneath the Color Universe, an endless snowfield sprawled out.

Tiny warriors the size of a palm and massive giants seemed ready to touch the sky were waging war.

It was a battle between Mini Reapers and Mechanical Giants.

With every step taken, the giants exuded a chill that could freeze the very air, while Mini Reapers held firewood no bigger than their fingernails.

No matter how you looked at it, the Mini Reapers didn’t seem to stand a chance, yet the outcome was the exact opposite.

As the battle continued, the icy domain of the giants decreased, while the territory of the Mini Reapers grew.

In the sky, Cloud Fish endlessly descended, dropping down on the Mini Reapers.

The Red Sun Reaper looked up at that sky.

‘The sky is changing.’

The unnatural clouds over the procession of Cloud Fish and the vibrant universe beyond were disappearing.

As the Mechanical Giants fell back, the snowfield, clouds, and the Color Universe retreated as well.

And the moment the chill completely vanished from where the Red Sun Reaper stood, the Mini Reaper Network connected.

“We won!”

“Victory!”

“We need to hurry!”

Then the wills of the cheering Mini Reapers began to resonate.

Listening slowly to the resolve of the Mini Reapers, it seemed they had been battling and winning across the globe.

The first to strike were City Frost and Korea, but the invasion of the Mechanical Giants was on a worldwide scale.

Against those Mechanical Giants, the Mini Reapers created a front that spanned the world, much like a monsoon front.

‘…’

Taking a moment to relax and recover the firewood, the Red Sun Reaper dove back into the battlefield.

Into the Color Universe’s snowfield, where the Mini Reaper Network was yet to connect.

*

“Revolution!!!”

A will huge enough to create pressure in reality resonated.

It was a pressure so immense it could push away the clouds covering the sky in an instant.

On the barrier where the snowfield and the Color Universe were visible, I sat on the White Hungry Ghost, watching the entire spectacle.

Om nom nom.

I held a bag of popcorn, feeling like I was enjoying a movie.

The showdown between the enormous Red Reaper and the Emperor Frog was overwhelmingly one-sided from the get-go.

Bang! Bang!

The intense flames of the Red Reaper were overwhelming the Emperor Frog.

“Something feels off…”

Watching the unfazed battle of the cheerful Red Reaper made me feel a sense of unease.

“Is the Emperor Frog weakening?”

So, I took my eyes off the battle and looked around, noticing something strange.

The presence and influence of the External Being approaching from beyond the Color Universe were gradually fading.

Only then did I sense the subtle connection between the Color Universe and the snowfield.

The two spaces were intertwined by some rules, but that connection was slowly weakening.

Could something have happened to the snowfield created by the Emperor Frog?

Maybe the Mini Reapers were making bingsu out of the snowfield.

Hehe.

Kwaaaang!

Just as I thought that, the power of the Emperor Frog and the influence of the snowfield began to rapidly diminish.

Like a drain on its vitality, its movements slowed, and its momentum faltered.

In contrast, the Red Reaper seemed to be getting more comfortable with the fusion, increasingly pushing the frog back with overwhelming strength.

The giant Red Reaper swung its sickle down on the Emperor Frog.

The sharp sickle dug into the frog’s flesh, pinning it in place.

Faced with the frog writhing in pain, mouth wide open, the Red Reaper slowly opened its mouth.

“Revolution!”

With that cheerful will, an enormous torrent of flames burst forth.

Like setting fire to the White Hungry Ghost.

The Emperor Frog exhaled a chilly breath, but it was no match.

The crown began to melt away slowly, like ice burned in a torch.

This was surely the revolutionary flames melting the crown, the Red Revolution.

*

Before the endless horde of Mechanical Giants, the light emanating from the Red Sun Reaper colored the snowfield red.

‘How much time has passed?’

The Red Sun Reaper thought while melting the icy Mechanical Giants.

Perhaps due to the back-and-forth battles with the Mini Reapers, the snowfield was melting, revealing patches of black earth.

The deeper you went into the snowfield, the further away the distance to the pinwheel increased, causing the Mini Reapers’ advance to slow.

It seemed that the regeneration rate of the Mechanical Giants and the participation rate of the Mini Reapers had become similar.

Then it happened.

Suddenly, the clouds covering the sky exploded and vanished.

Like blowing away a thin layer of flour with one’s mouth.

Along with that, the chill that had blanketed the snowfield evaporated as well.

‘!’

The Mechanical Giants began to turn into black ash.

The sight of those black ashes being swept away by the refreshingly blowing wind brought a sort of cleansing relief.

‘Is it finally over?’

As the clouds and the Color Universe disappeared, the sun peeked out, beginning to shine warmly.

The sunshine landed on the black ash particles being blown away by the wind.

Under the bright sun, the scene of giants disappearing and scattering on the horizon was quite the spectacle.

The Mini Reapers had just been fighting endlessly against the Mechanical Giants, so perhaps Mom had done something.

Mom may have always been playful and unreliable, but in moments of crisis, she always appeared and resolved everything.

At that moment, numerous wills surged into the consciousness of the Red Sun Reaper.

“We won!”

“Here, a hurt human!”

“I’m hungry…”

“Is Mom still not here?”

“Can’t hear me?”

The Mini Reaper Network, which had been blocked by the snowfield, was finally restored.

An unending wave of happy wills and emotions rushed in.

“Mechanical Heart!”

“Mom is looking for you!”

Amid the noisy wills, I heard the will of a Mini Reaper saying that Mom was searching for them.

Then the Red Sun Reaper glanced at the spinning pinwheel and the shelter, before moving towards the Mini Reaper calling for it.

*

The giant Emperor Frog who commanded the snowfield and the Mechanical Giants.

The crown of that Emperor Frog began to melt into a transparent liquid.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

Transparent droplets falling onto the head of the Emperor Frog flowed down slowly like an hourglass.

The moment the last droplet fell, the thick clouds covering the sky vanished like smoke.

The long-hidden blue sky revealed itself, and the mystical Color Universe that had taken the sky’s place gradually melted away.

The presence of the ‘Kaleidoscope Frog’ lurking in the Color Universe also gradually faded away.

Simultaneously, the sun slowly began to reveal itself.

The warm light caressed the earth, and the Mechanical Giants gradually crumbled away.

The steel support that had upheld the giants crumbled like a sandcastle, turning to ashes scattered by the wind.

Finally, the massive body of the Emperor Frog, once the center of everything, began to collapse.

[…!]

The Emperor Frog opened its mouth as if it had something to say but uttered no sound.

With that, the Emperor Frog instantly transformed into countless blue orbs, cascading down like a waterfall and forming a small hill on the ground.

Under the warm sun, the pile of orbs sparkling looked as if it represented the end of the snowfield.

At that moment, the giant Red Reaper turned to me, grinning brightly.

That expression seemed to say, ‘Mom, didn’t I do well?’ and it made me chuckle a little.

And then, as the giant Red Reaper fulfilled its role, it, like the Emperor Frog, disassembled into numerous Red Reapers and began to fall away.

“No way!”

The first Red Reaper sprawled on the ground, looking as if it had lost its country.

The remaining clone Red Reapers fumbled around, flustered, trying to comfort the distraught Red Reaper.

“Everyone gets so sad when the fusion ends. Is it really that fun?”

As I pondered trying to fuse with other Mini Reapers later, the noisy wills began to flood in.

“We won!”

“I’m hungry…”

“Is Mom still not here?”

So noisy.

Just when I was about to block the Mini Reaper Network as usual, an undeniable will echoed.

“Mom, I’m here!”

I summoned the Golden Reaper, whom I had insinuated as unable to hear Mom, into my grasp.

“!!!”

“Mom heard you!”

The Golden Reaper looked utterly taken aback, as if it had seen a ghost.

“No way!”

I nailed the Golden Reaper to a cross and transformed it into a nail.

Thud thud.

At that moment, another Golden Reaper approached me with a self-assured expression.

“Mom! I found you!”

And it presented the visibly blazing Red Reaper towards me.

“Mechanical Heart!”

Then it giggled, with an expression that seemed to say, ‘Look, I did well!’

I shook my head at that child and sent out my resolve.

“It’s too late.”

Thus, on the White Hungry Ghost chair, three crosses adorned with nailed Reapers were displayed.

“No way!!!”

“Ah…!”

*

As I closed the noisy Mini Reaper Network, poking at the bellies of the nails while playing, a will came through.

“Mom, we have a problem!”

Oh no, did something else happen?

Moreover, the position of the Mini Reaper sending the will was the Mini Reaper Garden.

Could something have happened at the Sehee Research Institute? I hurriedly teleported to the Sehee Research Institute.

“Ah, Mom!”

“Mom!”

“Did you finish everything busy?”

Inside the courtyard, numerous Mini Reapers rolled around, welcoming me.

The moment I arrived at the courtyard of the Sehee Research Institute, it was extremely peaceful.

“Hmm.”

It seemed like it wasn’t anything serious, but a rather cheeky rookie Golden Reaper had appeared, calling for Mom….

With that thought in mind, I teleported to the place the Mini Reaper summoned me to.

It was the Milk Bingsu Snowfield located within the Mini Reaper Garden.

“Mom!”

Turning my gaze, I saw the Golden Reaper peeking out with sparkling eyes.

“An incredibly delicious snack has appeared!”

The Golden Reaper smiled with a face full of anticipation, saying it wanted to share with Mom.

Seems like the frog I was fighting became a snack.

As I took a spoonful, I truly felt the refreshing and delicious taste of bingsu.

Moreover, with every bite, the sound of a frog croaking emerged, adding to the fun.

“Isn’t it delicious!”

As I nodded, the Golden Reaper chuckled happily.

And just like that, I turned the Golden Reaper into a nail.