Seoul Object Story

On the deck, made of fire and softly glowing with a reddish hue.

The Red Reapers were celebrating their victory, each in their own way.

Some clenched their fists, exchanging glances with each other.

One Red Reaper collapsed onto the deck with a look of relief, as though saying "It's finally over."

Another Red Reaper raised a scythe and hammer, made of fire, high into the sky.

Some Red Reapers, perhaps moved by the actions of the others, rubbed their plump cheeks together.

In the heart of victory, one Red Reaper felt an ominous sense and shook their head to snap out of it.

Instinctively, they looked up to the sky, where a massive shadow began to loom.

'!!!'

In the sky, the shattered shark was rising again, even larger and more imposing than before.

Its presence was overwhelmingly intense, far stronger than before.

"Look up there!"

At the will of one Red Reaper, all eyes turned to the sky.

When they saw the shark, fear passed across the faces of the former humans among the Red Reapers.

To the Red Reapers, there was a clear and overwhelming gap in strength.

Only the ever-cheerful Red Reaper, with scythe and hammer in hand, was the one to shout.

"Revolution!"

Beside that cute Red Reaper, the Red Sun Reaper, who had been gently stroking their twin tails, looked at the situation with a stiff expression.

"What should we do...?"

Thanks to the Golden Horn Reaper, the firewood was sufficient, but the Red Sun Reaper, exhausted from the ongoing battles to pursue the shark, was feeling quite drained.

But the Red Sun Reaper stood up once more and began preparing for the fight.

And on the Valhalla’s grassy fields, which had spread like the sea of Evolution Fluid.

On that blue grass, the Golden Halo Reaper slowly detached itself from the attachment human’s cheek.