Boom.

With a massive shock, a foreign object suddenly appeared among the butterflies that were decorating the sky and crashed to the ground.

Its appearance was tragic, unworthy of its rank.

Its torn wings fluttered like an old sail caught in a storm, and transparent blood constantly dripped from its body, which was riddled with holes.

The foreign butterfly’s legs were all severed except for one, and it crawled on the ground like a caterpillar.

But despite this tragic sight, there was a palpable tension among the Black Reapers.

This was understandable—this foreign butterfly was an enemy that the Black Reapers had fought against for what seemed like an eternity.

In an instant, the white halo floating above the giant butterfly’s head emitted a strong light.

For a brief moment, it felt as though time itself had stopped.

The flow of time ceased, and it seemed as if not even a speck of dust in the air moved.

And suddenly, the surrounding space began to warp.

It was as if a mirror had shattered, and glimpses of another dimension flickered through the cracks of reality.

“Danger!”

“Back off!”

The Black Reapers cried out in alarm, but it was already too late.

As the shredded wings of the giant butterfly slowly unfolded, illusory wings began to extend, twisting the surrounding space-time.

Like the explosion of a bomb, the distortion in space-time scattered in all directions.

The surrounding space twisted and bent, and deep trenches appeared in the ground.

The Black Reapers, swept away by the storm of space-time, surprisingly did not fly away and instead stood their ground.

But even the Black Reapers could not remain entirely unharmed.

The flames that had been burning from their bodies began to quickly fade.

“Sorry.”

“Mom, I wanted to see you…”

It felt as though hundreds of years of life were draining away in an instant, and their life force was rapidly depleting.

Having consumed all their fuel, the Black Reapers could no longer maintain the shape of the ancient gods and melted into black liquid.

It was like a sandcastle collapsing after being swept away by the waves of time.

The foreign butterfly tried to heal its wounds by absorbing the time, but no matter how much time it absorbed, the numerous wounds on its body showed no signs of healing.

It was a wound so deep that even reversing time couldn’t heal it—a scar left by the powerful mother.

“Charge!”

As the space-time storm of the foreign butterfly passed by, the Black Reapers rushed forward again.

In their eyes, instead of fear, there was a determined will.

If they could leave even a single wound on that foreign being, they were willing to sacrifice their existence.

Amidst the relentless charges and attacks, one Black Reaper seized an opportunity.

While the foreign butterfly’s attention was diverted forward, it circled around behind it and climbed onto its back.

With all its might, the Black Reaper poured all its fuel into adding a small wound to the foreign butterfly's tattered back.

At that moment, a scream that seemed to shake the world echoed.

“Kieeek!”

With the foreign butterfly’s desperate cry, the white light that had poured from the halo filled the surroundings.

And all the enemies disappeared.

Both the foreign butterfly and the giant butterfly.

What remained were the bloodstains spilled by the foreign butterfly and the exhausted Black Reapers.

As the enemies vanished, the Black Reapers, in their ancient god forms, lowered their heads deeply and rested their long arms on the ground, halting their movements.

“Mom…”

“Human.”

“I miss you.”

Some of the Black Reapers, exuding sorrow, tried to comfort the melted Black Reaper on the ground.

“...”

Amidst the ancient god-shaped Black Reapers in the middle of the battlefield, an unfamiliar Black Reaper appeared.

Unlike the other Black Reapers, this one took the shape of a human girl.

This Black Reaper, injured during the battle, was using golden wood to treat its wounds.

“Where am I?”

Once its wounds had healed, the Black Reaper exhaled a curious will and directed it toward a nearby companion.

Hearing the will, one of the Black Reapers slowly turned its head.

And upon seeing the human-like, but clearly identical being, its eyes widened in surprise.

“A new sibling!”

With the sudden burst of will, the battlefield, which had been filled with exhaustion, was suddenly infused with energy.

The wills of the Black Reapers began to ring out one by one.

“A new recruit!”

“A sibling!”

“A sibling has come!”

The will of the Black Reapers was filled with joy, hope, and anticipation.

The new Black Reaper looked around at the gathering Black Reapers, a confused expression on its face.

Deep inside the Mini Reaper Garden, Marshmallow Plains.

I walked slowly on the soft marshmallow ground, then suddenly stopped.

A mischievous smile spread across my face at the sight before me.

The Bleached Reaper was working hard on a small bench press.

I wasn’t sure who had made it, but the miniature-sized exercise equipment was perfectly suited to the Bleached Reaper's size.

Its tiny limbs flailed as it tried to lift the barbell, looking just like a hamster working out.

"Maah!"

"Maah!"

As I approached, I could hear the Bleached Reaper’s will.

The Bleached Reaper was struggling to lift a tiny barbell the size of a toothpick.

I stood there, watching in curiosity, and then a playful thought crossed my mind.

"Should I make it a little heavier?"

I smiled faintly and activated my spatial control ability.

Pointing my finger at the barbell, I slowly pushed it downward, and the barbell began to slowly descend.

"Maahhh!"

As expected, I could hear the confused will of the Bleached Reaper.

Surprised by the sudden increase in weight, the Bleached Reaper flailed its tiny feet and struggled with all its might.

Hehe.

It made me laugh to see a Mini Reaper fall so helplessly into my playful trick after such a long time.

But then, suddenly, I saw a flash of light cutting through the sky from a distance.

Turning my head, I saw the Golden Mantle Reaper and the hybrid Abyss Reaper.

The Mantle Reaper, transformed into a golden comet, was flying toward us.

Surrounded by Abyss flames, the hybrid Abyss Reaper wielded two massive swords, spinning like drills as it flew in.

It was them.

Their expressions were twisted, filled with fury as if they had just witnessed a grotesque act.

"Bullying a weak child!"

Anger was written all over their faces.

Especially the hybrid Abyss Reaper—it was terrifying.

No matter how many times I saw it, its appearance was always shocking.

Just having an Abyss Reaper on top of an Abyss was strangely unsettling.

"Aaaah!"

I instinctively let out a startled will and fled from the scene.

I teleported to the office where Yerin was and jumped into her arms.

"Ah! Reaper, I’m working..."

Yerin, with a somewhat helpless expression, hugged me and moved us to the break room.

Of course, the emotions flowing from her were full of happiness and joy, and I couldn't help but laugh.

“Phew.”

As I ate the snacks Yerin gave me in the break room, my startled heart began to settle.

"Hybrid, it's been so long, but why is it still stable?"

My mind was filled with questions about the hybrid.

It had lasted much longer than the fusion of the other Mini Reapers.

The difference was so great that comparing them seemed meaningless.

Of all things, the compatibility of that dreadful hybrid was so perfect…

Sigh.

The silver-haired girl had been having similar dreams every night.

Dreams involving the giant butterflies that seemed to be connected.

When she first started having these dreams, the silver-haired girl saw the gray Reaper standing among the giant butterflies.

A floor covered in sticky black liquid and a colorful universe taking the place of the sky.

The sight was mystical, yet there was a sense of loneliness about it.

The lonely figure of the gray Reaper stood out among the beautiful wings decorating the sky.

In the next dream, the peaceful scenery disappeared, and instead, she saw a glimpse of a fierce battle.

The butterflies no longer looked peaceful.

The butterflies were engaged in a fierce battle with monsters transformed from Black Reapers.

Endlessly, continuously.

But tonight’s dream was different.

A universe full of colors and a black land.

The endless battle continuing with the butterflies.

But the Black Reapers were no longer monsters.

They were running through the darkness, still in their usual forms, with the appearance of the girl.

The most conspicuous presence on the battlefield was one with a strange form.

It was an unidentified Reaper, resembling a white Abyss, attached to the body of a Reaper.

It was surrounded by white flames, with overwhelming strength that ground everything to dust.

And there, the gray Reaper stood.

As always, with a calm and serene expression, leading the Mini Reapers across the battlefield.

It was as if they were walking toward the end of everything.

And in the final moment.

A translucent blade pierced the gray Reaper's chest.

Boom!

The gray Reaper’s body collapsed helplessly, and at that moment, the dream world began to unnaturally crumble.

As if it could no longer be witnessed.

The silver-haired girl returned to the real world.

In the soft blue light of dawn, gasping for breath, she opened her eyes to find a Mini Flower Reaper standing before her.

The usually bright-faced Mini Flower Reaper was filled with worry and anxiety.

The Mini Flower Reaper quickly whispered, tapping the girl’s cheek.

"We have to go to Mom! Quickly!"