The Calamity-Class Artifacts in Ghost Stories Are Obsessed with Me - Chapter 31

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Calamity-Class Relics in Ghost Stories Obsess—Episode 31
A Convenience Store with its lights on.
At first glance it appears perfectly ordinary, but look closer and you’ll spot something wrong.
‘Bizarre’ objects nestled among the normal merchandise; no customers in sight, no employees either, and an eerie, suffocating silence inside.
“Huh.”
Someone was watching the Convenience Store from a distance.
A man in a worn white shirt and jeans frayed in places, threadbare from wear.
He took several deep breaths, then walked quickly toward the store.
Ding.
The bell above the Convenience Store door chimed. The man flinched at the sound but stepped inside anyway.
‘Fast, fast, fast.’
The moment he crossed the threshold, he grabbed a basket and began sweeping edible items into it.
There wasn’t much time. He had to move as quickly as possible. But he couldn’t be greedy—couldn’t take too much.
Once he’d gathered enough food and drink, the man tried to slip back out of the store.
“Wel-come?”
Until he came face to face with the thing that had suddenly appeared in the doorway.
The moment the man saw it, cold sweat erupted across his skin.
An ordinary uniform bearing the Convenience Store logo. But the arms and legs were unnaturally, disturbingly pale.
And the neck—undeniably inhuman—stretched to such a length that you’d have to crane your head back fully just to see its face.
“Woooould youuu like to pay?”
It spoke.
The man’s face went ashen, sweat dripping freely.
‘Damn it, damn it, damn it.’
Of all the things he could have run into, he had to hit the worst one. But the man forced himself to stay calm, speaking as steadily as he could.
“I-I left my wallet behind. I’ll just go get it and come back.”
“Wal-let?”
It spoke again.
“Thaaaat’s fiiine. We take eyes, hearts, livers, lungs, tendons, anything. Come to the counter. I’ll make it painless.”
The creature’s grotesquely pale arms then seized the man’s shoulders.
He instinctively tried to wrench free, but it was impossible. The strength was overwhelming.
“W-wait, just wait!”
“Don’t worry. It’ll be over soon. It won’t hurt. You’ll be happy.”
The Employee dragged him forward, deaf to his pleas.
There was nothing the man could do in such circumstances.
The moment he’d encountered the Employee in this Convenience Store, his death was already sealed.
Soon, the Employee’s other arm clamped down on the man’s head.
His vision went dark as his body was slowly hoisted upward.
“No, please!”
The man shrieked, thrashing against the inevitable, refusing to accept his fate.
But then, at that very moment.
Ding.
The door chimed open again.
The Employee dragging the man faltered, then spoke in a bright tone.
“Wel-come, customer.”
“Save me! Please help!”
The man cried out frantically.
In response, the Employee tightened its grip on the man’s head.
“You must not disturb the store.”
The man let out strangled gags, his body convulsing as his skull was crushed in that merciless grip.
It was then that the new arrival who’d entered through the door spoke.
“So what’s the payment method here?”
“Currency. Or Organs.”
“Currency? I don’t have any money.”
“Don’t worry. Your organs look strong. No problem. Since you’ve come inside, you’ll definitely buy something. Or you won’t be leaving.”
“Won’t be leaving?”
“That’s right.”
The man heard footsteps.
Footsteps approaching him. His vision was blocked, so he couldn’t see, but he sensed the unknown figure stopping directly in front of him.
Who was this person? They weren’t even afraid? He’d called for help, but something didn’t add up. Why weren’t they scared?
Or… could this voice belong to a Supernatural Being as well? Were two monsters simply watching him trembling in terror, enjoying the spectacle?
While such thoughts were drifting through his mind.
“Then die.”
He heard something strange.
Whoooosh!
The sound of something being swung, and.
Crack!
The dull thud of an impact striking something solid.
At that same moment, the man felt his grip weaken on the hand that had been clutching his head.
So he twisted with all his strength, slipping free from the Employee’s grasp.
Thanks to that, he could finally see with his own eyes what was happening.
Whack! Crash!
“Can’t leave? What do you mean can’t leave! Who runs a Convenience Store like this!”
“……?”
But the man soon wondered if he was seeing things that weren’t real.
It had to be.
Because some man was beating that terrifying Employee with a Baseball Bat.
What was even more shocking was that the Employee couldn’t fight back at all—he was just taking the blows.
“Sir, why are you doing this.”
“Sir? You didn’t even treat me like a customer, and now you’re talking about customers? You lock people in here to look around, then harvest their organs—is that what you do to a customer? Huh?”
“No, no, you can go, you can leave.”
“Still trying to use your head, aren’t you? You think I’ve only seen Supernatural Beings like you once or twice? If I’d seen you outside, I wouldn’t have even made eye contact with scum like you.”
The man spoke to the Employee with gleaming eyes.
“Achieve Enlightenment.”
Crack!
At the same time, the Baseball Bat came down hard on the Employee’s head, and immediately after, the Employee’s body trembled before collapsing entirely.
The man watched as the Employee’s body became translucent and then scattered into black mist.
That was, truly.
‘Am I dreaming?’
It was a sight that defied belief even when witnessed with his own eyes.
“Phew.”
Meanwhile, the man confirmed the Employee’s disappearance, and with a refreshed expression, he wiped the sweat from his forehead.
“Are you all right?”
“Yes? Yes, yes!”
“Your name?”
“Ah, it’s Do-hoon!”
Do-hoon, now that he’d given his name, belatedly examined the man’s appearance and took on a peculiar expression.
Unlike himself, who wore jeans and a white T-shirt just as he had when he first entered this place, the other man’s outfit was considerably more impressive.
Jeans and T-shirt were the same, but over them he wore a Leather Jacket, and on his hands he had Leather Gloves.
And he was holding a Baseball Bat stained with blood in one hand.
By all appearances, he looked far from ordinary.
The man spoke.
“I’m Wuju. May I ask you a few questions?”
“Yes! Of course!”
Do-hoon nodded eagerly.
Having seen him beat that terrifying Employee with a bat, he lacked the courage to refuse.
* * *
Wuju wandered here and there until he found the Convenience Store and entered it.
There, when he saw what was clearly a Supernatural Being attempting to harm a person, he immediately intervened.
“So, you’ve been awake here for only two days?”
“Yes, that’s correct.”
Do-hoon, the man saved by Wuju, nodded as he spoke.
“This place is dangerous, so I tried to avoid it as much as possible, but I got so hungry. I came in thinking I’d starve to death otherwise.”
“And that’s when you ran into that ‘Employee’?”
“Yes. Bad luck, really. Of all the things that appear in the Convenience Store, I ran into the most dangerous one.”
Wuju listened to that much and took on a peculiar expression before asking Do-hoon.
“But didn’t you say you’ve only been awake here for two days? You said you mostly hid.”
“Yes? Yes, that’s right.”
“Then how did you know that the Convenience Store was dangerous, or about the existence of Employees?”
From what he was hearing, it seemed as though Do-hoon already knew that the Convenience Store was dangerous and roughly what kind of danger lurked within it.
But in response to Wuju’s question, Do-hoon wore a puzzled expression of his own as he spoke.
“Well… I’ve played the game before.”
“The game?”
“Yes. Ghost Story City Survival. Isn’t that how you ended up here too?”
Ghost Story City Survival.
He’d definitely launched a game with that title, and the next thing he knew, he was here.
Wuju had mentioned this fact to Do-hoon as well.
“What? Right at the start, you say? Wow, you really are unlucky.”
“…Hearing your story, it sounds like I’m quite the exception?”
“I’d say so. The game’s been out for several months now. I’ve been playing it for over two months myself.”
“Huh.”
Rather than lamenting his own misfortune, Wuju found himself fixating on the fact that his companion had been playing for two whole months.
“Then you must know quite a bit about this game?”
“Well, I know the basics at least.”
“Good. So tell me—how do you clear this game? Or escape it?”
Do-hoon answered readily enough.
“Well, since it’s a mobile game, there’s no formal clear condition, but I have a hunch about something.”
“What?”
“City Hall. According to the game’s setting, that’s where everything began. The entire flow of the game points toward that location.”
“I see. Then we need to head there.”
“But—but it’ll be dangerous. You’re supposed to do a lot of farming before you go. Going in unprepared would be…”
Do-hoon trailed off, catching sight of Wuju and falling silent.
“…Surely that isn’t all items you’re carrying?”
“Pardon? Oh, I picked these up here.”
“You picked them up?”
“Yes. They were just lying on the ground.”
Do-hoon’s mouth fell open.
Certainly, there was a chance to find items while traveling in this game.
But the odds of finding anything worthwhile were extraordinarily, incredibly, phenomenally slim.
“Oh, and when I defeated that employee just now, this dropped.”
Wuju showed him what appeared to be a pale gray pearl.
“A Soul Stone!”
“A Soul Stone?”
“It’s used to strengthen your character! It’s basically a premium item—how did you even…?”
“How do I use it?”
“You just hold it against your chest…”
Wuju did as instructed.
Whoosh!
The Soul Stone flashed with light, and he felt an unprecedented surge of power coursing through him.
“Wow, I really do feel stronger!”
“Yes…”
“Excellent. Let’s go then!”
“Now?”
“Yes. There’s no point in waiting, is there? We should move quickly. Tell me the rest on the way. And let’s grab some food to take with us.”
Wuju said this while quickly stuffing some provisions into his pockets, then set off without hesitation.
Do-hoon stood frozen for a moment before hurrying after him.
Something told him he couldn’t let this man leave alone.
And his instinct proved perfectly correct.
“Kyeeeeeeek!”
When they encountered a supernatural being in the Alley, Wuju dispatched it with a single blow.
Acquiring Ghost-Seeing Sunglasses in the process was merely a bonus.
But there was something even more remarkable.
“What’s this now? Is this an item too?”
“It… seems to be?”
What truly astounded Do-hoon was that as they walked together, he witnessed items lying on the ground not once, but multiple times.
Wuju equipped himself fully and even shared the surplus with Do-hoon.
Thanks to this, Do-hoon soon found himself fighting alongside Wuju against dangerous creatures.
“Help! Please, help me!”
“We should save that person too.”
Whenever they spotted someone in danger, Wuju rushed forward without hesitation to rescue them.
Their group swelled with each rescue, until by the time they reached City Hall, their numbers had grown to nearly twenty.
Do-hoon found himself thinking once more, ‘Is this a dream?’
“It certainly looks eerie.”
Wuju, oblivious to such doubts, gazed up at the City Hall building before them and spoke.
“So all we have to do is eliminate whatever’s inside there, right?”
“W-well, yes, but shouldn’t we be more careful about this?”
Someone asked in a worried voice.
At that, Wuju turned around.
Wuju’s appearance had changed dramatically since his first meeting with Do-hoon.
To be specific… he was wrapped head to toe in powerful items. It was inevitable—items kept rolling toward him just from standing still.
Moreover, every time he caught a supernatural being, a Soul Stone would pop out, and by now he could beat monsters to submission with his bare fists.
Such was Wuju as he spoke with absolute conviction.
“This type of ghost story grows stronger the longer it persists. It feeds on the fear of those trapped inside.”
His words carried the weight of unshakeable certainty.
Then Wuju twirled the Baseball Bat in his hand as he continued.
“Besides, once word spreads of what I can do, there’ll be no shortage of jealous creatures trying to make a name for themselves.”
The people didn’t understand what he meant at all, but Wuju paid them no mind and moved forward.
When they arrived at the City Hall entrance, the doors were sealed shut.
But for Wuju, that posed no problem whatsoever.
If it’s sealed, you smash through it.
Crash!
The Baseball Bat in Wuju’s hands shattered the door effortlessly. The dim interior revealed itself in the sudden light.
Wuju let out a sharp laugh.
“Your game ends today. Service terminated.”
Really though—who balances a game like this?
Continued in the next chapter ▶
Calamity-Class Relics Within Ghost Stories Become Obsessed
Author
Lee Se-gye
Publisher
Kim Seok-hwan, Choi Se-ra
Publishing House
Grae Publications
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Publication Date
May 26, 2026
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