Seoul Object Story
Chapter 291: Doll Expo (9)

Under a purple-tinted universe.

The world was getting more and more twisted.

As laws warped, air started taking shape.

It turned into something like insect cocoons or spider webs.

Gross sticky threads, light and tough with physical immunity, flew all over the place.

These threads flew around like they were alive, sticking to structures like buildings and wrapping them up like cocoons.

A super harmful twist for any breathing creature that wasn’t an Object.

Air was disappearing, replaced by threads that looked like they’d wreck your lungs if you breathed them in.

Plus, the ground was turning into something clear like a mirror.

A swamp reflecting the sky like a decal.

I looked up at the purple foreign god wearing the ability nullification Halo.

The purple foreign god just stood there, not doing anything.

Does it think just buying time is good enough?

So far, because of the ability nullification Halo, the twisting was burning white and couldn’t spread far.

But if this drags on, the world’s twisting will get worse and spread to where Yerin is.

I stretched out both hands and grabbed space tight.

Kyuu.

Space crumpled, creating a big black sphere.

It was an ability that sucked in and crushed everything, but it had zero effect on the foreign god.

It felt disconnected somehow.

That foreign god and I seemed to be in the same space, but it felt like we were actually in totally different spaces.

That’s probably why even the ability nullification Halo couldn’t directly affect it.

The Halo’s range isn’t the whole universe, after all.

Ability nullification Halo, limited effect.

Perfect evasion Halo, useless against an enemy not attacking.

Illusion materialization Halo, making illusions is meaningless against something like a foreign god.

Death-seeing Halo, might work, but can’t pull it out.

No answers here.

Late at night, the dark sky started turning purple.

An ominous night sky revealed as if the sky had been slashed open.

That unfamiliar sky was studded with colorful stars rarely seen, and purple yarn-like things filled the spaces between stars.

Unlike a normal night sky, this purple-tinted sky was self-illuminating, lighting up the ground.

A Golden Reaper, dripping firewood from roughly torn-off hands, looked up at that sky, then turned around and smiled softly.

Hang in there.

Leaving a smile tinged with apology to the last remaining Golden Reaper, as if to say this was as far as it could go, it slowly turned to dust and disappeared.

In the place where the Golden Reaper vanished, only a tiny golden spark remained, no bigger than a matchstick flame.

An undying spark, as if determined to protect Sehee Research Institute even in death.

Many such golden sparks remained around Sehee Research Institute.

The Golden Reapers originally formed a wide perimeter around Sehee Research Institute, but they’d been pushed back past the parking lot to the main building.

Their numbers had dwindled so much they had to rely on the sturdy outer walls of Sehee Research Institute and use the narrow entrance.

But the number of purple-tinted Association Dolls kept growing.

Moreover, the purple dolls that looked rusty and broken started regaining their normal appearance.

The physically immune dolls that moved like zombies with creaking sounds could now walk quickly like humans.

But only one Golden Reaper remained.

Too few to last even a minute.

It’s okay. Mom will win soon.

As the Golden Reaper stepped forward with firm resolve, the sound of giant footsteps approached.

Thud. Thud. Thud.

Perhaps due to the purple-tinted effects, it was rusty and twisted, but.

A construction Association Doll, still massive in size, approached slowly, dyed purple.

It was so huge that even swallowing a Golden Reaper whole might not stop it.

Plop.

A small teardrop fell from the last remaining Golden Reaper’s eye.

It was heavy.

The expectations of the fallen Golden Reapers.

It was sad.

The fact that it lacked the power to protect the humans behind it.

If it had talent with swords.

If it had a light saber.

It could protect the humans.

But the last remaining Golden Reaper had no talent with swords.

It was probably the least talented Golden Reaper.

Almost ‘Mom-level’!

But still, the Golden Reaper clenched its fists tightly and wished endlessly.

The First Black had said:

It’s better not to have such power, because only broken mini Reapers can possess it.

But the Golden Reaper kept wishing.

To be able to create weapons like Golden Reaper First Sword.

Even for it, with no sword talent.

Even if just for a moment.

Even if just for 10 minutes.

Even if it meant dying forever in exchange.

For First Sword’s formless sword to descend into these hands!

At that moment, a sound of something crumbling came from the Golden Reaper’s heart.

Ah…

But it wasn’t enough.

Just something breaking in a talentless Golden Reaper wasn’t enough to reach First Sword’s realm.

No…

Without accomplishing anything, its whole body started cracking, crumbling, turning to dust.

At that moment, the remaining golden sparks of Golden Reapers around started reacting.

The wishes to protect Sehee Research Institute began flying into the Golden Reaper.

Each time, its whole body crumbled messily.

It hurt.

It hurt so much.

But the Golden Reaper smiled brightly.

Because it had gained the weapon it wished for.

Everyone’s wishes were guiding the Golden Reaper.

Wishes’ flames, brilliant as the sun, enveloped its entire body like armor, burning.

Flame armor that destroyed physical immunity just by touch, like First Sword’s formless sword.

The Golden Armored Reaper flew up like a comet, starting to pierce the dolls’ hearts.

I kept pondering, looking at the purple foreign god.

No time. Yerin will be in danger.

Of course, I wanted to run away with Yerin right now, then come back with invariants.

But I couldn’t because the mini Reapers would get mad if I backed off now.

Even with the ability nullification Halo working hard to burn those ‘threads’, it was this bad. Without burning them, all of Seoul would turn into a cocoon in a minute and all the firewood would die.

But… can’t be helped.

Sorry to the mini Reapers, but sometimes you have to sacrifice the small for the greater good.

Just as I was about to run away.

The mini Reaper garden must have opened somewhere, because mini Reapers started running around all over to protect Seoul.

Mini Reapers destroying Association Dolls to protect people.

Mini Reapers trying to catch each harmful ‘thread’ spreading across Seoul.

But the connection linking the garden and reality had dropped in rank, so they couldn’t call invariants.

Guess I really have to run away.

At that moment, mini Reapers came to my side and started cheering.

Mom, hang in there!

Mom can do it!

Seeing the kids smiling brightly despite the bad situation, I just couldn’t run away.

Right, let’s ‘think’ for the first time in a while.

Like in that dark, cold, hopeless Seoul Forest.

Like when I had no physical immunity or ghost form.

Like then, my first weapon and strongest weapon.

I used my ‘eyes’.

<Before ■■ ■■ ■■ is completed, destroy the ■.>

Maybe because it was a foreign god, the conditions weren’t fully visible.

But there must be a way.

As I observed slowly, I noticed a few strange things.

It looked a bit blurry, the purple foreign god’s rank wasn’t complete.

Plus, unlike other foreign gods, the conditions were quite visible.

Maybe it’s a foreign god ‘newly born’ from a red blood mass?

At that moment, the destruction conditions visible to my ‘eyes’ became a bit clearer.

<Before ■■ ■■ ■■ is completed, destroy the ■.>

And unlike the red or blue foreign gods, this foreign god seemed totally uninterested in ‘this world’.

Just existing.

Plus, something seemed to be holding its body back.

Maybe this foreign god was thrown to Earth by the ‘red foreign god’?

As I completed my deduction, my perception widened a bit and the conditions became clear.

<Before the ■■ ■■ ■■ is completed, destroy the anchor.>

This is enough.

I projected my will loudly.

So mini Reapers across Seoul could hear.

Destroy all suspicious-looking Objects!

!

Hearing that, the mini Reapers around me started scattering in all directions.

Mom needs help!

Move quickly!

At that moment, the purple foreign god started moving.

It seemed like a harmful lump incapable of thought, but sensing a threat to its life, it slowly began to rise.

Right, now it’s the second phase, huh.

A mission to hold back the foreign god without the black corpse until mini Reapers destroy the anchor.

Feeling the massive foreign god’s presence, I forced a smile.