A giant mechanical giant stood on the snowfield, where the cold wind howled.

In the giant's metal grasp was a mangled piece of scrap metal, tightly clenched.

It was the brass-colored piece of scrap metal that had been touched by the red Reaper’s final breath just moments before.

Screech...

Suddenly, a strange sound echoed across the snowfield.

It was an odd noise, like the steam coming from a boiling kettle or the sound of metal being scraped.

At the same time, the scrap metal in the giant’s hand began to glow red, slowly heating up, then emitting an increasingly intense light.

Like molten metal flowing from a furnace, the glowing scrap metal melted, and flames began to leak out through the loosened cracks.

At first, it was just a thin stream.

Then it became two, then three, spreading into a roaring blaze.

As the scrap melted, the flames grew fiercer.

In an instant, the flames blazed with a ferocity that seemed ready to consume everything in their path.

When the scrap metal could no longer contain the intensity of the fire, it exploded, scattering intense heat in every direction.

The mechanical giant, holding the scrap, began to melt away, turning into liquid metal.

As the giant melted away, red flames danced in the place where it had stood.

On the pure white snowfield, it was as though red traces had been painted, and those traces gradually gathered into a humanoid shape.

Where the scrap metal had been, the red Reaper floated up.

Behind the red Reaper, a sun-like flame swirled, and in its yellow eyes burned a strong will.

It’s alive...

The Red Sun Reaper looked down at its newly formed body.

Burning hair, a fiery body.

A sudden surge of energy.

A mechanical heart pulsating within its chest.

And the last bit of firewood.

Though there were various changes and issues, they were not important to the Red Sun Reaper.

Human...!

What mattered was her beloved human.

The Red Sun Reaper soared into the sky and began forming a massive fireball in the air.

A fake sun, burning with the same threatening flames as her body.

Once the fiery orb, resembling the sun, was complete, the Red Sun Reaper closed its eyes and raised both hands toward the sky.

In that moment, the heat from the massive fireball surged out and began melting the mechanical giants.

The giants closest to the fake sun began to melt, one by one.

The mechanical giants melted quickly, like ice cream in front of a heater.

The heat, as though it were targeting only the giants, barely affected the surrounding snow, which remained intact while the giants melted.

At the same time, the temperature of the snowfield began to slowly rise.

The snow began to melt away, revealing the ground that had been hidden beneath it.

As the temperature increased, the regeneration speed of the mechanical giants slowed, and their newly regenerated forms began to distort.

When the temperature surpassed a certain point due to the fake sun, the number of mechanical giants that stopped regenerating grew exponentially.

[No...!]

With the loss of superconductivity from the now overheated Superconducting Frog, all the mechanical giants ceased regenerating.

The Superconducting Frog’s futile end was apparent.

At the same time, the majestic ice throne began to melt away.

We won!

The Red Sun Reaper, having dispelled the now-useless fake sun, smiled wearily as it slowly flew toward the shelter.

Having nearly exhausted all its firewood, the Red Sun Reaper’s once-glowing body was now dim, with only embers left.

At that moment—

Boom. Boom. Boom.

From far off on the snowfield, heavy footsteps could be heard.

The mechanical giants’ massive army filled the horizon.

Not just one, but dozens of ice thrones could be seen.

A despairing army was approaching.

No...

The Red Sun Reaper, with a vacant expression, sank to the ground.

The mechanical giants, who had been so persistent, were only the vanguard...

Just then, purple-eyed Reapers and five other purple Reapers, cloaked in shadows, descended beside the Red Sun Reaper.

As the Red Sun Reaper looked up and turned, it saw the windmill made of shadows had been completed.

Flash.

The blackened windmill slowly began to spin, and from the Mini Reaper Garden, many mini Reapers began to descend, rushing to help the Red Sun Reaper.

Sibling!

We’re here to help!

Ah! Who bit me!

And finally, a golden flash of light cut through the city sky.

The source of the light was the golden Reaper’s First Sword, which held a golden, intangible sword.

The First Sword slowly moved, planting its feet on the city’s ground.

Then, it raised the sword horizontally, gazing at the approaching mechanical giants from the distance.

The golden sword cleaved the air.

In a simple, natural motion, it cut through space, and with that one action, all the mechanical giants within the Red Sun Reaper’s sight were sliced in half.

The improved Void Cut of the First Sword began cutting down the mechanical giants, and the advance of the mini Reapers started.

"Charge!"

"Bad Objects!"

The Red Sun Reaper watched this and smiled softly in relief.

On the towering barrier, beyond the endless horizon, the mini Reapers and mechanical giants clashed.

An endless cycle of regeneration and rebirth, a back-and-forth struggle.

The mechanical giants kept coming from beyond the horizon, and the mini Reapers, launched by black Reaper ballistas, joined the battlefield rapidly.

Next to the battlefield, the Emperor Frog, holding ice blades in both hands, charged toward me.

As the Emperor Frog flew toward me, it was sliced into pieces again and again by my space cuts.

"...!"

The Emperor Frog’s presence had been greatly diminished due to repeated crown activations.

I was close to being able to defeat it with just one more slice, but a small wrinkle appeared on my brow.

I’m anxious.

If I kept wasting time like this, I felt like I would face great difficulty.

Was it because of its connection to the external entity? Or was I just feeling unnecessarily anxious?

Frustrated, I began shaking my feet as I sat on the white maw.

I grabbed a golden Reaper flying around the barrier and sent it toward the Emperor Frog with a black Reaper ballista.

"No!"

Perhaps because my aim was slightly off, the golden Reaper pierced through the clouds and flew far away.

Hehe.

Seeing the golden Reaper flying off in the wrong direction, I felt a bit of relief.

"!"

However, just as I started laughing, I looked up at the sky with a serious expression.

Through the gap left by the golden Reaper, I saw something very ominous approaching.

The clouds were unnaturally thick, and the colorful sky was visible beyond them.

And from beyond the colorful cosmic sky, I could see the approaching external entity growing closer to Earth.

The gap in the clouds quickly sealed up, but I had already spotted what was coming.

It looked like countless frog heads were sprouting in the air.

At the same time, it seemed as though these frog heads had been trapped in a dodecahedron mirror.

If I had to name this approaching entity, it would probably be called a "Kaleidoscope Frog."

As expected, that crown serves as an anchor for drawing in external entities.

What if the golden Reapers can’t find the "Mechanical Heart" in time?

Should I try another method?

Hmm...

As I thought, the small wrinkle on my brow deepened, and then someone grabbed my ankle.

Not now, I’m busy, no time for games.

It seemed like the golden Reaper was up to its usual tricks again, so I shook my foot wildly to try and get rid of it.

"Hug."

From my shaking ankle came the distinct will of the "Hug Reaper."

"Ah!"

And the moment I noticed the Hug Reaper, a forgotten halo flashed in my mind.

The Halo of Fusion!

With the external entity’s descent drawing near, I occasionally saw reflections of the Emperor Frog in the mirror.

Usually, its lower body was missing, and it looked as if it had two heads instead of one, like a mirror image.

This is bad.

I glanced at the destruction conditions and kept thinking.

<The steam from the mechanical heart melts the halo.>

The destruction condition wasn’t the only one.

Even if it’s written that a human heart bursts when it dies, it’s like saying they die if you cut their neck.

Even so, the "eye" had shown me the simplest method.

Perhaps the mini Reapers possessing the "Mechanical Heart" were somewhere.

But I was feeling a bit uneasy waiting for the golden Reaper now.

The Emperor Frog was now flying toward me as a shuriken frog, with three heads and six arms.

Thankfully, I still had one halo I could try before the golden Reaper arrived.

It’s steam, so heat. That means I can fuse the Red Reaper.

As I called upon the Red Reaper, the mini Reapers began to gather around the blonde girl at the center.

"Revolution!"

The happy Red Reaper first.

"Where are we?"

A confused voice, from the larger "Big Red Reaper."

And somewhere, clones of the Red Reapers.

I looked at the Red Reapers and used the Halo of Fusion above my head.

"Everyone, gather!"

As I released my will, the Red Reapers began to gather around the blonde girl.

And with all the firewood gathered, I fused them to their limit.

A massive red orb floated in the air.

It was unimaginably large, formed by small Red Reapers gathering together.

Boom.

As the orb cracked open, a torrent of flames burst forth as the fused Red Reaper emerged.

Perhaps because I used too much firewood, the gigantic Red Sun Reaper burned in yellow, glowing intensely.

"Revolution!"

The Red Reaper at the center, the "first," exuded a bright will.

"!"

At the same time, the destruction conditions for the Emperor Frog changed in my sight.

<It melts the halo.>

The first part of the text melted away, leaving only the second part behind.