The space, which had become a small Mini Reaper garden due to the effects of becoming a Foreign Butterfly, was filled with strange energy.

I was playing with the Ghost Reaper.

Perhaps because it used to fly, the Ghost Reaper had turned into something like a balloon.

When I touched it, it felt like a bouncy balloon.

"Fly!"

I threw the Ghost Reaper into the air.

Then I flicked it back up with my fist as it fell.

"Ugh!"

The Ghost Reaper’s pitiful will echoed.

Unable to control its body after becoming a frog, it could only bounce like a volleyball on my fist.

It was so cute that I couldn't help but laugh.

While I was playing with the Ghost Reaper, suddenly the dismembered body of the dead Foreign Butterfly and the Mini Reaper garden on the ground started to turn into golden flames and burn up.

And the enormous firewood began flowing into my body.

This seemed to be a phenomenon that occurred when a Foreign Butterfly died.

"Firewood?"

I tilted my head, confused.

Such things hadn’t happened before when I killed a Foreign Butterfly, and it was truly fascinating.

As I watched the spectacle, someone poked at my ankle.

When I turned to look, the Black Hooded Reaper was there.

The Black Hooded Reaper’s eyes were full of expectation and excitement.

"Mom!"

Although it seemed like the Black Hooded Reaper tried to hide it, their will was filled with anticipation.

As I looked at them, the Black Hooded Reaper held out a bead that hung from their cloak toward me.

I looked at the bead with curious eyes.

It was a glass bead, glowing softly, but it was so worn out that it was almost impossible to consider it a proper bead.

Was it a gift?

Thinking this, I took the bead from the Black Hooded Reaper’s hand, smiling with excitement.

"!"

As soon as I took the bead, the will within it flowed into my body.

Longing, hope, and regret.

From that intense will that couldn’t be expressed in words, I immediately realized the true nature of the bead.

It wasn’t just a worn-out bead.

It was a trace of the Mini Reapers who had burned both their flesh and firewood to achieve something.

"You worked hard."

I sent my will toward the bead and began to blow firewood into it.

Whoosh.

Like wood that burns well, golden flames lit up on top of the bead.

The flames began to form a human shape and soon transformed into the figure of the Black Reaper.

"Senior!"

The Black Hooded Reaper overflowed with joy.

And with a truly happy expression, they ran toward the newly revived Black Reaper.

The Black Reaper, called "Senior," would likely be confused, but with a small smile, they embraced the Black Hooded Reaper.

I watched the two Black Reapers, holding each other tenderly without saying a word, feeling a bit bewildered.

What kind of experience did they go through, that after just a little more than a month of being missing, they had become so close?

From the atmosphere, it seemed like they had been on the battlefield together for at least a few years.

The Ghost Reaper was still hovering around me, crying, but at this moment, it was just background noise.

I thought about this as I watched the reunion of the two Black Reapers.

When the reunion ended, the Senior Black Reaper finally looked at me properly.

The Senior Black Reaper's expression quickly changed to one of surprise, a look so comically shocked it made me laugh.

If they had thought about it for a second, they would have realized that I was the only one who could revive the Black Reaper in that state.

But perhaps they were so distracted by the reunion with the Black Hooded Reaper that they hadn’t thought of it.

After a moment of being frozen, the Senior Black Reaper finally moved.

With a face full of longing, they ran toward me and tightly hugged my ankle.

"Mom!"

"Is it really you, Mom!"

Normally, other Mini Reapers would have shaken their feet off immediately, but this time was different.

The emotions felt so strong that I decided to let it go.

I crouched down and gently patted the Senior Black Reaper's head.

Then, as if to confirm that I was really here, they laughed and rubbed their face against my ankle.

After a little time, I placed the Black Hooded Reaper and the Senior Black Reaper on my shoulders.

"Mom! There are still many sleeping Black Reapers!"

At that moment, the Black Hooded Reaper poked at my cheek and told me there were more Black Reapers.

Thud, thud.

Following the Black Hooded Reaper’s guidance, we walked through the desolate land.

Before long, a massive cave appeared.

It was so large that it seemed big enough for the Black Giant to fit inside.

Stepping into the dim cave, an amazing sight unfolded.

Stars like the night sky twinkled on the ceiling, and a serene lake without a trace of light reflected the starlight.

"Wow."

I couldn’t help but marvel.

But soon, I realized the truth of this beautiful scene.

The stars on the ceiling and the dark lake were all Black Reapers.

Wow, there are so many.

At this point, the Golden Reaper tournament might just turn into the Black Reaper tournament.

While I thought that, I spread firewood throughout the cave.

In an instant, the dark cave began to glow golden.

The change started with the blackened, melted liquid.

As the golden firewood’s flames spread over the surface, heads began to rise from the black liquid.

"Mom?"

"Mom has finally come!"

"Mom!"

"I’ve missed you, Mom!"

And the Black Reapers who had noticed me began to surge toward me like a tidal wave.

As the flames spread to the ceiling, it burned the ceiling, turning the night sky into daylight.

The twinkling stars turned into Black Reapers, bursting out and falling onto the golden earth below like a shower of flames.

Ugh.

I was swept away by the wave of Black Reapers and the torrential rain, and in an instant, I became a Black Reaper cocoon.

And the joy, longing, and relief that the Black Reapers were emitting washed over me like waves.

In the depths of the Mini Reaper garden.

At the edge of the Jelly Jungle, where the endless Hot Chocolate Sea began.

There was an explorer Golden Reaper standing at the meeting point of these two worlds.

Among the Golden Reapers who loved exploration, this one was especially passionate about it and still sought new lands.

As usual, the Golden Reaper sat leaning against a jelly tree, basking in its shade.

Their golden eyes constantly gazed toward the horizon, their heart filled with anticipation for the new land that would eventually appear.

The scent of jelly fruit and the sweet aroma coming from the Hot Chocolate Sea enveloped the Golden Reaper.

Though the long wait might have been boring, the Golden Reaper seemed to find even waiting amusing, shaking their head slowly and emitting a joyful will.

The humming they made, created by their will, sounded like a song wishing for Mom to create new land soon.

Just before the Golden Reaper’s song ended, an unbelievable sight began to unfold before their eyes.

"!"

The Golden Reaper's eyes widened.

The surface of the Hot Chocolate Sea rippled, and like a giant monster awakening, it slowly began to rise.

Through the waves of flowing Hot Chocolate, a yellowish brown land emerged.

"R... Really new land?"

The Golden Reaper rubbed their eyes in disbelief, checking again.

It wasn’t an illusion.

New land was being born right in front of the Golden Reaper.

The Golden Reaper was witnessing a caramel grand canyon, resembling the dimension where the Foreign Butterflies lived.

The yellowish, glistening surface, and the many transparent lifeforms flying above it.

"New land!"

The Golden Reaper’s eyes sparkled.

They could hardly contain their excitement and looked up at the sky.

Their face was filled with a happy smile.

Transparent and mysterious snack butterflies were decorating the sky.

The light reflected from their wings made the entire canyon sparkle.

The Golden Reaper informed the Mini Reaper network about the new land they had discovered.

"A new land has appeared!"

"Flying snacks!"

"They look like butterflies!"

"Yellowish brown!"

"How amazing!"

Soon, the Golden Reapers in the Mini Reaper network responded enthusiastically.

"Exploration!"

"A snack that Mom doesn’t know about!"

"There might be legendary snacks!"

But the explorer Golden Reaper no longer responded on the network.

Their mind was already filled with the desire to explore this new world.

The Golden Reaper laughed and, for the first time, stepped into the Caramel Grand Canyon.

A small paw print was stamped on the yellow caramel.

Though it was a tiny footprint, it was the first footprint in the Caramel Canyon.

If the Golden Reaper had a history book, this would be a monumental achievement.

"Let’s go!"

The Golden Reaper excitedly marched toward the new adventure awaiting in the vast canyon, with the flying snacks and the immense canyon.