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Entity Na – White Fra (-)

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“...This is a follow-up report.”

“Before we begin, I want to make it absolutely clear that this content is restricted to personnel with Level 0 clearance.

If you are listening to this file and do not have Level 0 authorization, the Association and I will take no responsibility for any consequences that result.

This is your last chance to leave.”

“Continuing with the report.

...Ha, it was truly incredible.

I made direct contact with Black Cloak.

The contact location was in Anseong, Gyeonggi Province.

As with the previous file, it happened during an investigation into the entity ‘White Fra.’

And I saw his fra.

A portrait, to be precise.”

“He looked utterly perfect.

The peaceful forest he lived in was breathtakingly beautiful.

It was clear to —this was Black Cloak’s ideal world.

He seems to favor peace and beauty.

You could see it in his eyes, those eyes, they...”

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“......”

“I’ll prepare separate docuntation about the danger Black Cloak poses later.

But just being in his presence makes it hard to stay sane.

It’s honestly a mystery why a religion hasn’t ford around him yet.

I nearly got terminated too...”

“Please refrain from adding irrelevant information, sir.”

“Ah, right.

Even after treatnt, I’m still like this.”

“If the hospital bed is uncomfortable, shall we relocate?”

“To the interrogation room, right?

Let’s just do it here.

Now, picking up from last ti—continuing the report on the ‘White Fra.’

To make it easier to summarize... hmm... let isolate just this section...”

“In order to be integrated into the entity, certain conditions must be t.

The deceased must have lived a virtuous enough life to earn Black Cloak’s favor, or they must be very young souls, not yet taught the concepts of good and evil.

Since no similar cases have been found abroad, it’s presud that soul collection only happens in certain parts of Korea.”

“Black Cloak said it’s not a ‘work’ ant to be appreciated.

He described it more like a ho.

When asked to explain so of the special cases recently reported, he said those weren’t functions of the artwork itself.”

“If not a function of the artwork, then does it involve external factors?”

“Yes.

He said that when the soul within the ‘White Fra’ resonates with the living, certain interactions can occur.

As expected of a divine anomaly, the explanation was vague and fairy-tale-like...

But in essence, it ans this.”

“The soul inside the fra always has the initiative.

If the living desperately wishes for it, that resonance can be sensed, but if the soul doesn’t respond, the living will never perceive the ‘White Fra.’”

“Additionally, it seems that if the balance between life and death is at risk, the fra will not appear, regardless of resonance.

It appears there are limits to what the residents inside are permitted... but I didn’t receive a clear answer on this.”

“Do you have any speculations?”

“I’ll explain that part shortly.”

“Thank you.”

“Black Cloak said this place isn’t a prison—it’s just a ho.

He said the residents can go anywhere they want.

That’s very different from the typical concept of an afterlife.

If they can go anywhere, then maybe it’s heaven, or the road to reincarnation, or possibly... even possession of soone else.

Of course, that’s just speculation.

No confird cases.”

“Now, in response to your previous question about what’s permitted to residents inside the fra...”

“I interpreted it as this: it’s only to the extent of helping the living finish their remaining lifespan.”

“From all the cases gathered so far, direct encounters with the ‘White Fra’ are extrely rare.

Such exceptions only occur when the living is ntally stable enough not to disrupt the balance—even after recognizing the resonance.”

“Could you give an example?”

“People who accepted their impending death: terminal patients, the elderly, or those with strong enough willpower to remain indifferent to life and death.”

“There seems to be a pattern.”

“Yes.

The more aning the living attaches to the death of the dead, the harder it becos to et the fra.”

“Among these, if a living person is accepted into the domain of the dead—into the ‘White Fra’—they receive a ‘diary.’

No one can actually read what’s inside.

But judging by the reactions of those who received it, it’s likely a kind of life-flashing-before-your-eyes montage.”

“What is certain is that the ‘diary’ helps those on the verge of death transition peacefully and stably.

Perhaps it’s a reward or a gift for the life they lived.

In such cases, it would an the living person was favored by Black Cloak, and since he especially likes good people, it may be his way of affirming that their life was worthy of reward.”

“There aren’t many known cases, but this would be among the rarest.

If ‘White Fra’ spreads internationally, it could yield even greater insight—sha it’s so localized.”

“According to him, even the living can enter the ‘White Fra.’”

“...Are you certain?”

“He said it was possible for those he permits.

But he didn’t specify who.

If I had to guess, it might be his apostles—like Hunter Sergio or Acolyte Cha I-Sol.

Black Cloak values balance too much to endanger the Earth directly...

Still, it’s sothing we need to keep a close eye on.”

“That’s all I can explain in words.

The rest will be submitted in writing.”

“Thank you for your report.”

[Additional Report]

In a later interview, Hunter Sergio, one of Black Cloak’s apostles, said,

“I can only open the door through my contracted beast (presud to be Anti-Cat ‘Dana’), but I can’t enter myself.”

Acolyte Cha I-Sol, another apostle, showed no recognition of the ‘White Fra’s’ existence.

Not all apostles seem to receive the sa amount of information or authority.

Among the residents of the ‘White Fra,’ so can briefly take physical form in exchange for good deeds.

These manifestations are uncommunicative but can be seen in secluded places.

Each one differs in form, behavior, and intellect, but none show intent to interact with the living.

So Gardeners speculate they are “Children of the [N O V E L I G H T] Origin.”

There is an ongoing debate on whether they should be classified as monsters.

Until official records are published, they will be referred to as “Residents of the White Fra.”

Strict control of this record is required.

***

“......”

“Would you like to visit?”

Joo-Hyun blinked at the White Fra that appeared before her.

“...Is this heaven?”

“As I said—just a ho.”

“That’s lovely.”

This house I’m in now... feels so lonely.

She was deeply thankful to the Collector who lent her this large, luxurious ho, but it also reminded her of the noisy, ssy orphanage she grew up in.

She only lived there until she was sixteen, but it was always her ho.

They said the kind and young reside inside here, didn’t they?

She gently brushed the fra with her hand.

“......”

Joo-Hyun had received a letter from Gio today.

“...So that’s why you gave the invitation.”

It was still hard to decipher, but within the tangled patterns resembling a drawing, she could pick out the word “invitation.”

Does this an ‘Gio’s portrait’ is becoming more human?

Perhaps.

With a flutter of nerves and a fair bit of anxiety, she waited—and then, the pure white fra appeared.

Not the peaceful forest where Gio usually dwelled, but a blank fra, utterly empty.

That’s where he was waiting.

“Gio, do you want to visit inside?”

“The choice is always yours.”

“Now that I think about it... you’ve always been like that.

You never forced anything.”

“I saw no need to.”

“Even though it’s a gravestone you made for .”

The day Gio summoned the friends Joo-Hyun had lost.

“...Haha...”

So that’s where the family Dana had swallowed ended up.

“...They were all here.”

“Would you like to visit?”

The exact sa words.

The exact sa tone.

The exact sa voice.

“...No.”

Joo-Hyun felt sothing deeply distant—but at the sa ti, the situation just seed... absurd.

“I’m fine.”

“Is that so?”

“It’s too big a gift.”

Gio made this just for a friend.

How naïve he was. How simple and pure his intentions were.

Whenever he handed her gifts she couldn’t possibly handle, Joo-Hyun always found herself laughing.

“You’re sothing else.”

She felt a childish kind of gratitude for his painfully transparent goodwill.

“When did you even make this?

I never heard anything about a new piece from Black Cloak.”

“It’s been a while.

But Yoo Seong-Woon said important people in the governnt and association are keeping the information suppressed due to its... implications.”

“Well, of course.

I an, creating an afterlife of all things... what are we supposed to do with that?”

Gio folded his arms, as if he had his own complaints.

“But I couldn’t keep your family inside Dana forever.”

“Don’t get serious about weird things.

Every ti you do, sothing catastrophic happens.”

“I’ll take that under advisent.”

“Is that all my words are to you?”

“Everyone keeps teasing about that.”

“It was a joke.”

Joo-Hyun always found strength in this massive enigma’s very human kindness.

This direct gift was a bit twisted in presentation—but sincere in its essence.

And she was soone who always looked beyond appearances. Even Gio’s portrait.

So even as she felt overwheld, she was still grateful.

“Thank you.

It’s a truly beautiful house.”

If he were truly a being of pure mystery, there would’ve been no gift like this.

“...You’re not going to cause trouble with this, right?”

“Of course not.”

“I trust you, Gio.”

“Then I’ll live up to that trust.”

“Alright...”

Her mind had been a ss, but now it felt just a little clearer.

“......”

When I’ve used up all the ti I’ve been given... maybe I’ll enter that place too.

If Gio allows it.

...That would be enough.

The living have no need for heaven.

I can still walk quite a bit farther.

***

anwhile, in the “Four-Legged Rainforest of the Underground.”

“......”

Rustle.

“...Uh...”

Clatter-clatter-clatter!!

“Ugh...”

Yoo Seong-Woon blinked.

“Hunter Yoo Seong-Woon, is sothing wrong?”

“No, it’s just...

I saw a new monster here that felt oddly familiar...”

“What are you talking about?

Are you heat-struck?

How can sothing be new and familiar at the sa ti?”

“It happens.”

Seeing the “Waterbird’s Nest” in this strange place, Yoo Seong-Woon gave a hollow laugh.

Nice to see you again, I guess.

Seems like Gio really is planning to swallow the whole Earth.

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