Karr cawed loudly, feathers flying as he dodged angry shouts. He had used his new strength to steal all the shiny berries from the Eriel trees, and now the residents were chasing him!
“Stop!”
“I won’t let you get away with this if I catch you!”
Karr flapped his wings as fast as he could, but the Eriel residents were surprisingly quick. Their angry cries echoed behind him, getting closer and closer.
“Got you!”
But Karr’s strong power was fading, and now he was in trouble. Karr was finally caught.
Just then,
“Wait! Stop! Leave him alone! Karr is important! He’s the Vice President of our Sejun Company!” Theo, though small and holding tightly to Sejun’s leg, puffed out his chest and shouted bravely.
Beside him were Mubalchil, Meokppupal, and Besugu, who had been rescued earlier.
Theo: “We have lots of important people in our company, and Karr is one of them!” The detail about ranks can be explained later if needed.
And then,
“Vice President?! Wow! I’m a Vice President! That sounds really important!” Vice President Karr, who learned he was a vice president for the first time today, was surprised.
“Let go of me, you lot! I am, in fact…”
“Quiet!”
Karr tried to act like a proper Vice President to the Eriel resident who had caught him, only to be squeezed until he couldn’t speak.
“You were mean to Karr! Now you get stamped!” Theo declared.
Thanks to that, Theo got the reason to stamp them.
Thwack.
Knocking out the residents of Eriel>.
Stamp. Stamp.
He stamped them.
Theo, having regained his strength as the law of WeakStrongStrongWeak disappeared, was like a fish in water. He was gleefully stamping the residents of Eriel who were chasing the Kamang family.
It was their own fault because they started it, but
“I don’t know about that! Settle it among yourselves!”
For Theo, the important thing was the opportunity to stamp.
And then,
Theo looks best doing this.
Fire was watching the scene with a smile. Although the law of WeakStrongStrongWeak had disappeared, she was still by Sejun’s side.
Fire thought happily, ‘I’m so glad I can stay with Sejun!’
Fire had figured out a way to stay small and be with Sejun, even without the strange law. She was using her own magic to stay this way, making herself weaker and look like a small girl.
She was very satisfied with her newly acquired ability.
Of course, she was embarrassed to show Sejun her giant form, so she insisted that even if she became the World Tree, she would remain her current size.
“All stamped!” Theo announced when he finished stamping.
“I think we should go over there next. Umdol is getting beaten up,” Iona knew where the other Kamang family members were.
“Really? Kuengyi, over there!”
Hearing that Umdol was being beaten up, Sejun and his party hurriedly flew away.
“Stamp them!”
Another team of victims was created.
Stamp. Stamp.
While Theo was enthusiastically stamping the residents who had beaten Umdol,
Clang…
The special storage quietly opened, and
Twitch.
Theo’s ears perked up as he sensed danger at the same time.
Kyaung!
At the same time, a white leopard, Baek-tang, who had been waiting for an opportunity in the special storage, ran out and jumped onto Sejun’s lap, but
Whoosh.
“Baek-tang, no! Sejun’s lap is mine! It’s only for me! I’m the Vice Chairman, and I get the lap!” Theo, who had hurriedly moved to Sejun’s lap, hissed at the white leopard Baek-tang and got angry.
Then,
Kyaung?
Only for me? What is that?
Baek-tang tilted his head, not understanding the word ‘only’.
“It means that Chairman Park’s lap is just mine! I, Vice Chairman Theo, worked hard to get it!” Theo said to Baek-tang. Theo looked proud and a little bit mean.
Kyaung…
Baek-tang’s ears drooped. He looked confused and sad, then returned to the special storage.
Nyong nyong.
Bbok bbok.
Cheep cheep.
The other friends in the special storage comforted Baek-tang.
Sejun smiled gently at Baek-tang. He wanted all his animal friends to be happy and have friends of their own.
A little later.
“This time it’s over there. Shari is being chased.”
Sejun and his party set off to rescue Shari.
The Temple of the Creator God.
“So that’s what happened.”
Looking at the completed paintings, the Creator God was able to learn more about how the next Creator God was destroyed. The temple was grand and old. The paintings were bright, but told a dark story.
He could see the story in the paintings, even the ones that weren’t finished.
The lie that started with hiding the puzzle pieces darkened the next Creator God’s heart, like dropping a drop of black ink into clear water.
After that, the next Creator God’s guilt for deceiving others developed into joy.
In one painting, a scary red snake with shiny scales was whispering in the next Creator God’s ear, its words like sweet poison.
‘That’s corruption.’
You could feel the bad feeling even from the painting.
Having confirmed the painting, the Creator God approached a pillar in the temple.
“Here it is.”
[Creator God is a stupid idiot]
He found writing on the wall written by the next Creator God after being scolded by the Creator God.
Then,
Swish.
The writing on the wall glowed and disappeared, and
Whoosh.
The painting of the next Creator God listening to the snake’s whispers and writing on the pillar with an angry expression began to change.
The painting changed to a scene of the next Creator God writing on the pillar with the Creator God, and the two were making fun of each other by drawing on each other’s faces.
“Much better.”
A smile appeared on the Creator God’s face as he looked at the painting. He was happy that the story was changing for the better.
The Land of Destruction was dark, empty, and broken. It felt scary and dangerous.
While the Creator God was changing the scene in the painting, a spirit was separated from Destruction.
And the spirit separated from Destruction’s mind hurriedly hid.
“Heh heh heh. Hide well. Don’t let your hair show. I can smell you hiding! You can’t escape me!”
Thud. Thud.
Corruption, now in control of Destruction’s body, walked around looking for the hidden spirits.
Tch. Still not completely controlled.
Shadows twisted, forming a creature of pure darkness. A cruel light glowed in its eyes, and a low chuckle echoed in the emptiness. This was Corruption, and it craved to control a purity that even Destruction had left untouched.
If only that purity could be subdued, Corruption thought, it wouldn’t be a mere force of destruction, but a weapon capable of destroying worlds.
“Heh heh heh. Found you,” Corruption hissed.
It leaned closer to where the small spirits were hiding.
This is bad! What do I do?! one of the small spirits thought, clamping its hands over its mouth in terror.
But then, a different thought crossed Corruption’s mind: How does Park Se-jun possess the power of Genesis?
The one Corruption had truly found was Se-jun, or rather, the echo of his power.
Annoying, Corruption thought. The power of Genesis was its opposite. If it grew stronger, it would become a real problem.
“Still, fortunate it’s just from a Level 1 world,” Corruption muttered, relieved that Se-jun’s power originated from such a weak place.
“Heh heh heh. Just you try to come out, little spirits. I’ll tear you to shreds if I find you.”
Corruption knew where the hidden spirits were, but it deliberately avoided capturing them, preferring to circle and create an atmosphere of terror.
The best way to subdue a spirit was through fear.
“Heh heh heh. Where could they be?”
Thud. Thud. Corruption’s heavy footsteps echoed as it circled, each step designed to amplify the spirits’ fear.
Meanwhile, far away in the sunny land of Eriel, life was much more peaceful. Se-jun and his companions were on a mission to rescue the Blackie Family, a group of magical creatures who had been captured. Their last task was to find Jaki.
“Ah, I’m stuffed,” Se-jun said, patting his stomach.
“Puhuhu. Good eating, nya!” Theo chirped.
“Ggyu ggyu ggyu. Me too,” Iona added.
Gguhehehe.
They were taking a short break after lunch. Iona had said that Jaki was safe, disguised as an amethyst.
Kkihihit. Gging!
[Heehee. Come here, you guys!] Blackie called out.
Ggaung…
Nyongnyong…
Bbokbbok…
Jjaekjjaek…
Nearby, the Blackie Family was surrounding Krishna’s guards, trying to show who was in charge.
Even though the Blackie Family was weaker than the guards from this Level 9 world,
Gging! Gging!
[This body is the great Blackie! State your names and ages!] Blackie announced proudly.
Ggaung!
[My name is Baek-tang, 305 years old!] the first guard replied.
Nyongnyong!
[My name is Cheong-nyong, 304 years old!]
Bbokbbok!
[My name is Heuk-buk, 303 years old!]
Jjaekjjaek!
[My name is Jeok-bi, 301 years old!]
The guards, who could have easily won, were so overwhelmed by the Blackie Family’s confidence that they trembled and answered carefully.
Kkihihit. Gging! Gging…
[Heehee. Forget your old names! From now on, the butler will…]
Just as Blackie was about to give the guards the new names Se-jun had chosen,
“Blackie,” Se-jun called.
Tap tap tap.
Kkihihit. Gging?!
[Heehee. Butler! Did the great Blackie hear the butler call?!] Blackie asked, wagging its tail excitedly. Blackie often called Se-jun “Butler,” a strange nickname that Se-jun had long grown used to.
Blackie scurried over to Se-jun.
“Yeah. Don’t bother the kids and behave,” Se-jun said gently.
Gging…
Se-jun picked up Blackie and put him in the sling bag.
The guards were relieved to keep the names Krishna had given them and enjoyed the peace.
I wonder how much weight Blackie has lost? Se-jun thought, checking Blackie’s belly fat.
Kkihihit. Gging! Gging!
[Heehee. Butler, touch it! The butler can touch it!] Blackie pushed out its belly, helping Se-jun.
Squish.
Se-jun felt Blackie’s soft, pink belly fat, about as thick as a finger.
Hmm. It’s reduced a lot.
“I think you can stop dieting?” Se-jun said. It seemed like playing with the stone ball was enough exercise.
Kkihihit. Gging!
[Heehee. Really?! Butler! Then quickly give me sweet potato jerky! Give me 20!] Blackie immediately wanted to eat a lot.
“No way,” Se-jun said, tearing off a small piece of sweet potato jerky and putting it in Blackie’s mouth.
If he gave Blackie as much as it wanted, it would become a Blackie pig.
Kkihihit.
Delicious!
While Blackie enjoyed the small piece of sweet potato jerky,
Tip toe. Tip toe.
Baek-tang carefully approached Se-jun’s lap.
However,
“Haa! Go away, nya!” Theo shouted.
Ggaung…
Theo, the stamp enthusiast, was guarding Se-jun’s lap like an iron wall.
A moment later.
“Jaki, let’s go,” Se-jun said.
Kkihihit. Gging!
[Heehee. Jaki! The great Blackie has come to save you!] Blackie announced.
“Se-jun! Great Blackie! You’ve come to save me!” Jaki cried.
Se-jun and his companions rescued Jaki, who was disguised as an amethyst in a treasure chest.
“Who are you?!”
“Thief!”
There was a bit of a commotion, but Theo, with his love for stamps, resolved it by having them join the Sejun Company. He stamped their hands with a big, official-looking stamp, leaving the guards confused but officially part of the team.
“Puhuhu. Stamp it, nya!” Theo said happily.
Se-jun and his companions rescued all of the Blackie Family who were being chased.
“Let’s go home for now,” Se-jun said.
It was time for dinner, so they crossed the dimensional gate and returned home.
Later, as they were eating dinner cooked by Se-jun’s helpful robot Unit 12 and getting ready to sleep,
“It’s here!”
“The trail leads here!”
Soldiers from Eriel crossed the dimensional gate and invaded the 99th floor of the Black Tower, still chasing the escaped Blackie Family.
However,
Ggueng?
Kroooh! Kroooh!
[It’s Gguengi’s bedtime! If you sleep late, you won’t grow tall!] a small voice cried.
Gguengi’s sleep was disturbed. Pink Fur, a giant, fluffy creature with sharp teeth, stood protectively over Gguengi. Enraged, Pink Fur covered Gguengi’s ears and unleashed a deafening roar that shook the Black Tower.
“R… Run away!”
“Retreat!”
The soldiers from Eriel, terrified by Pink Fur’s roar, hurried back through the dimensional gate.
Silence fell again, broken only by Gguengi’s soft snores. Se-jun frowned, wondering who these intruders were and why they were chasing the Blackie Family.