Seoul Object Story

The City of the Dead in the Mini Reaper Garden was stirred by the awakening of new souls.

These souls belonged to the researchers from a research institute in Japan, once the second largest of its kind.

They slowly opened their eyes, as if waking from a long slumber.

The empty parking lot, bathed in soft morning sunlight, seemed strangely familiar yet unfamiliar.

"Where is this...?"

One of the researchers muttered as he looked around.

Confusion mirrored in the faces of the others as well.

The last thing they remembered was the flood of bright, colorful lights filling their vision, but now, it was the warm sunlight that enveloped them.

At that moment, small eyes glinted from the shadows scattered across the parking lot.

Next to a pile of protruding rocks.

Behind the plastic poles marking the road.

Behind the trees surrounding the lot.

Mini Reapers were watching the new humans with curious eyes from all directions.

Their gazes were filled with excitement and anticipation, much like children.

'It's a human.'

'A new human!'

'Hehe.'

The whispers of the Mini Reapers, a sound that would usually be unheard, drifted through the air.

In that moment, the researchers’ confused expressions slowly began to change.

Terrible memories flooded in like a tidal wave.

The memory of their minds being corrupted by mental contamination.

The disaster they caused, endangering the entire world.