Release Date: October 17, 2025

Contents

• 1 CD
• 1 Booklet (24 pages)

Note: Depending on versions, contents (cover, photo book, mini book, photo cards, posters, etc.) in the official album package may vary.

Track List

1. Beautiful Complex
2. Nylon
3. Hush
4. mush
5. ROM-COM (feat. Vulgar Savior)
6. Duck boat
7. Everything's okay (괜찮을 거야)

Description

Specification: Jewel Case, 24-page booklet.

In the end of the world, in the world of death, only silence remained. Some might call that quietness peace, but in reality it was a numb, soundless silence. We worked there. Each holding a sickle. Each with a blank expression on their face.

The name 'Death God' sounded grandiose. Because it deals with death, not everyone is meant to be cool and dignified. To be precise, we were like office workers obsessed with performance. The list comes down, and the scythe is raised; it was over when I finished my life and came back. But I moved a little differently. The scythe was rusty, and the hand was always hesitant. My colleagues called me 'a reaper who doesn't seem like a reaper.' Maybe that was right. I was neither a very proud nor a very practical person.

A few days ago, a mother of one child put her name on my list. The child's father died several years ago, and the remaining two lived in a small, quiet house. I went up to the threshold of the house. And then it stopped. Because I saw the child. The child was small, had a bright smile, and was holding a toy in its hand.

The moment I saw that smile, I couldn't lift the scythe. I thought it would be better for me to lower my performance and get scolded by my boss. And as expected, the manager slammed the desk and reprimanded me. "Can't you even do something that simple? Don't you know that emotions are a luxury?" I was speechless. Because I already knew that talking would be useless.

After that, another list came to me. Her name was written on it. When I first saw her, I thought she was a person who laughed a lot. I got along well with people around me; she was also good at listening to other people's requests. But after observing for just a few days, I could tell. She is not someone who 'can't refuse'; she was just a person who thought of others first. That's a little different from being good. Giving your heart to someone even if it means harming yourself is dangerous above all else, and humane above all else.

She was on the list. This time… I had to do it. I had to stop hesitating and just get the job done. It was a rainy evening. Gray clouds hung low, the road was wet. I was walking after her, all I could think about was what I had to do. She turned her head. I followed that gaze, there was a cat crossing the road. There was a sign floating above the cat's head. It was a sign that only I, the messenger of death, could see. She looked at the cat and smiled. That quiet smile people make when they see small animals. At that moment, I almost laughed too. But that wasn't the time. A truck was speeding along in the distance. The driver was looking at his cell phone, and the cat was crossing the road slowly without even knowing it.

"No!" She ran. I was gripping the scythe and couldn't move. Brake noises. Slipping tires. The umbrella flew away. And static. When I carefully opened my eyes, the truck was belching smoke after crashing into the guardrail, and she lay quietly on the road. The cat jumped out from her arms. The sign was gone. She had the last laugh. Like someone who has gained something, as if someone understood something.

At that moment, I thought: the reason she's on the list is for me. The heart that helps someone may eventually save someone's life as well. I wonder if that's what he wanted to talk about. My scythe was rusty, for that moment only it had a quiet light. And that light at the border between this world and the other world felt like it was embracing me warmly for a moment.

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