Seoul Object Story

In a vast field of lush green grass, the Purple Girl awoke from a deep sleep.

Surrounded by the warm energy and soft textures of the Mini Reapers, she had fallen asleep, and now, the world she saw upon awakening felt like a scene from a storybook.

It was a landscape she had seen before, but the sunlight and the green nature, so vividly shining, were still a strange sight to her.

The Purple Girl’s first true encounter with “real” nature.

When the Purple Girl was born, the world was already polluted, with even the earth and air tainted.

It was a harsh time, where anything not grown through alchemy would wither and die.

The nature she remembered was one of polluted skies, where only alchemical plants could barely hold shape and maintain life.

The mansion she lived in had an artificial garden, but it was so much like a mockery of nature that it could hardly be called a garden at all.

The Purple Girl blankly stared at the sparkling leaves bathed in golden sunlight.

At that moment, the air was sharply torn apart, and something fell from the sky.

The Mini Reapers, who had been sleeping around, all opened their eyes in unison.

“Mom!”

“Mom’s here!”

“Mom has come!”

The joyful shouts of the Mini Reapers rang out.

No, it only seemed like it did.

Perhaps because she had spent so long in dreams, the Purple Girl felt like she could sometimes hear the words of these little friends.

‘I’m not sure, but it sounds like they’re calling me Mom…’

The Gray Reaper, who had appeared, stared up at her for a moment, then turned around and began walking back toward the massive spatial rift with its characteristic thump-thump footsteps.

“Mom wants me to follow!”

Then, the Golden Halo Reaper gently tugged at the Purple Girl’s finger, signaling for her to follow.