Seoul Object Story

In the midst of a quiet Siberian snowfield, a massive amusement park glittered with colorful lights, standing tall against the cold expanse.

The Golden Reapers, after dealing with the ominous objects emitting a chilling atmosphere within, scattered throughout the park, as if on some unspoken cue, beginning to explore the area.

Thud thud.

The sound of small footsteps echoed throughout the park.

In the eyes of those little ones, the usual mischievous sparkle was replaced by a sharp sense of vigilance.

As one Golden Reaper walked, it stopped in front of a massive roller coaster, gazing up at something intently.

Then, from the air where the Golden Reaper was looking, a pale, plaster mannequin slowly materialized.

"Welcome, little guest."

The mannequin spoke with a smile that seemed a little too practiced, beginning to describe the roller coaster in familiar movements.

The mannequin passionately described the thrills and joys of the roller coaster.

The sharp turns, sudden drops, and dizzying spins—sounding as if it were the most exciting ride in the world.

Though it was a description that could make any human excited, the Golden Reaper merely stared at the mannequin with a blank expression.

Considering how often the Golden Reaper usually wandered around with a bright smile, it was an extremely unusual sight.

And as soon as that thrilling description ended, the mannequin briefly mentioned the dangers of the ride.

"But unfortunately, there is only one safe seat."

The mannequin, unable to contain its joy, continued with a sinister smile.

"I hope you can combine the clues and hints within to find a seat where you can survive and receive a stamp."

In that moment, the Golden Reaper’s tiny finger pointed at the mannequin.

"Hostile Object!"