Chapter 45: Going Viral in the Afterlife

Once again, the Red Sun rose over Revelation Hell.

The morning sunlight stained the wide fields in a blood-red hue.

In the middle, there were two spots that looked like misplaced ink stains.

In reality, they were The Farm Hut and a Tent.

“…….”

Standing in front of the Tent was a tall old woman, staring at a note with a hardened expression.

Thank you for all your teachings.

Though I still have a mountain of things left to learn, something urgent has come up, so I must return.

I’ll make sure to edit the footage we filmed and show it to you.

Thank you once again! – Seocheon Flower Garden Promotion Team

“…These brats.”

Crunch.

The note was crumpled in Yama’s hand.

Yet the corners of her mouth slowly curled upwards.

And then, a deep, heavy laugh echoed across the fields.

“Heh heh… That Flower Stone brat.”

Her eyes gleamed, catching the morning sunlight.

“I will make sure to steal that soul away.”

Silence once more settled over the red fields of Revelation Hell.

Half a month after Yama made her vow.

After finishing a long day of farm work, Yama returned to The Farm Hut.

Dragging her tired body to bed, she suddenly opened her Phone.

‘Come to think of it, did those kids ever contact me…?’

Revelation Hell wasn’t some remote backwater like Northern Ice Hell.

Here, in the Heavenly King of the Underworld’s quarters, she had access to all the communication and internet she could need.

But Yama found all interaction with the world tedious.

Her clamshell Phone, still warm from being plugged in for who knows how long, sang with notifications clamoring for attention.

But she had no intention of actually reading them.

She carelessly swiped her hand across the screen to erase the alerts—until she spotted the name she was looking for.

[New Mail Received @seocheon.garden]

“Okay—so they sent it.”

A flicker of interest appeared in her otherwise impassive eyes.

There were more than 150 notifications in her inbox.

And recently, almost all were from Seocheon Flower Garden.

The subject lines were nearly identical.

[Revelation Hell x Seocheon Flower Garden Collaboration Video, Rough Cut Shared]

[Revelation Hell x Seocheon Flower Garden Video Final Cut Shared]

[Revelation Hell x Seocheon Flower Garden Final Cut Second Share]

“…Persistent little things.”

After a moment’s thought, Yama tapped the most recent mail.

Its subject line read: [Revelation Hell x Seocheon Flower Garden Final Cut, This Time for Real, Last Share]

Your Majesty!!ㅠㅠㅠㅠ It’s been over 2 weeks, why aren’t you replyingㅠ

Please, just watch the video ㅠㅠ

We’re out of new episodes to post!

The email was brimming with the Promotion Team’s tears.

Looking at the other messages, she saw that they started out politely asking her to check the video, grew more despondent, and lately sounded ready to rush to Revelation Hell and kneel before her.

‘How ridiculous.’

Yama had absolutely zero expectations for whatever video those kids had filmed.

She hadn’t bothered to see what they’d done in that Seocheon backwater, nor did she care.

If Princess Bari hadn’t coaxed her into it, she wouldn’t have invited them at all.

‘Still, it was a surprise when Flower Stone’s boy wanted to learn farming from me.’

A small laugh slipped out from between her lips.

She was remembering those sparkling, eager eyes.

Finally, fulfilling the Promotion Team’s desperate wish, she clicked the video.

After a brief download, the video opened.

“Gah!?”

Yama was genuinely startled.

The screen was filled with a maximally close-up shot of her own furrowed brow.

And her glaring eyes, as if nothing could possibly please her.

“Is that…me??”

It was unmistakably herself.

Yama unconsciously touched her temple.

“When did those brats film this?”

She was so shocked she could feel her heart pounding.

Muttering under her breath, she calmed herself.

Then she read the title displayed across her nose.

“…? What does that even mean?”

Yama finally pressed play.

And for exactly 38 minutes and 44 seconds, she lost herself in the video.

“It’s here!!”

“What? Finally?!”

Today, Hallakgoong had been ready to march alone to Revelation Hell if a reply didn’t come, but now he shouted in excitement.

Zack quickly rushed over to see Mujae’s computer screen.

From: @king.yeomra

To: @seocheon.garden

Subject: ok

No contents

“…….”

“…….”

‘No contents? What does that mean?’

The mail was so short and simple, silence hung in the air.

Zack, still struggling with the terminology of the Eastern Underworld, asked with urgent gestures, but no one answered right away.

After a few seconds, Hallakgoong cleared his throat and spoke.

“…It means there’s nothing in the message.”

“That’s what it meant?!”

Mujae, who hadn’t asked but also didn’t know, was equally shocked.

Hallakgoong, who had never received such an official message, held his forehead and assessed the situation.

“Well, she wrote ‘O K’ at least, so we’re good. Let’s upload it.”

‘What does that mean this time?’

Zack, getting more impatient since joining the Promotion Team, grumbled inwardly.

But Mujae knew this answer.

“Okay!”

“Oh.”

Finally, they could upload the hard-won content.

Seeing “Upload Complete” for all three parts of the series, the team breathed a collective sigh of relief.

“Whew~!”

“We finally did it.”

As Yama had suspected, the Promotion Team hadn’t staked their entire future on the Revelation Hell video.

They’d known since their trip that Yama rarely checked her Phone.

Still, they had hopes of their own.

Unable to get proper high-quality footage under Yama’s pressure in Revelation Hell—

They’d returned with an idea.

‘Let’s make a human documentary.’

Pretending the low resolution was intentional.

As if they just wanted to show the raw atmosphere of the place.

As if they’d wanted to capture Yama’s daily life and highlight her unexpected charms.

It hadn’t been their original plan, but so their channel’s identity was born.

‘Seocheon Flower Garden Promotion Team is always trying something new!’

Thus began the Revelation Hell x Seocheon Flower Garden Collaboration.

And the reaction was far hotter than anyone had imagined.

[GoddoG – Real-Time Trending]

Revelation Hell x Seocheon Flower Garden passes 1 million views!

This Collaboration came as another shock to their subscribers.

But the greatest discovery was, of course, the character of Yama.

[Even the morning sun blushes over Revelation Hell.]

Against the backdrop of the red fields, a calm narrator’s voice flowed.

Yama was shown in a wide shot, carrying a pickaxe over her shoulder.

She whistled, striding along cheerfully, then suddenly stopped.

[Farming work that started before dawn.]

Yama raised her pickaxe high and swung it down.

Thud!

-Kyaaaa!!

[The Promotion Team is startled by screams from afar.]

[But Her Majesty pays it no mind and swings her pickaxe mercilessly.]

-Kyaa!

-Ugh, ugh!

A question appeared in subtitles at the bottom of the screen.

Q. What are those screams?

Yama answered gruffly.

“What do you think? It’s the usual choir of criminals.”

Q. The voices of criminals?

“Yeah. Didn’t you see me beating the tongues?”

Looking bored, Yama scratched her forehead and stabbed her pickaxe into the dirt with a thud.

More screams rang out in quick succession from afar.

-Kk! Kkeuk!

-Kk! Kkeukeuk!

-Kyaa! Kyaaak!

“It’s all tongues. Criminals’ tongues.”

Q. So…are we standing on the criminals’ tongues…?

“That’s right. If you stretch and rot these criminals’ tongues well, it becomes a nice sunny field.”

Yama, as if pressed for time, swung her pickaxe again.

The chorus of screams edited in by the video team blended perfectly with the real ones.

-Kyaaaaaa….

@HellEnthusiast: What is this, a horror musical? lol The screams are like a chorusㅠ

@dd: Is the Promotion Team insane lol The editor’s sense is insane

@TortureResearcher: So that’s what the tongue-plucking torture of Revelation Hell is really like

And viewers who’d never seen much of Yama’s activities or exchanges were captivated by her.

The most iconic scenes were twofold.

The first: the Tongue Sea part.

Even in low resolution, the secret beach of Revelation Hell was breathtaking.

Yet the Promotion Team, unable to enjoy the scenery, flailed desperately in the seawater—a comic highlight.

[The Promotion Team can barely keep afloat. Something seems off…]

[Splash—In the end, they go under. Watching them, Her Majesty…]

“Tsk, tsk… Can’t even handle this, you kids?”

From the deep water, Yama emerged.

Soaked hair flying in slow motion as she approached—Yama.

[In the end, she comes to save the Promotion Team.]

Behind her, the huge Great Net Bag appeared.

The Promotion Team’s horrified faces made a sharp contrast.

[How reassuring she looks.]

“Give it here! You useless things.”

The Promotion Team’s net bag was stacked atop Yama’s massive net.

[Is this what they mean when they say age is just a number?]

@BurningWithPassion: Her charisma is off the charts lol

@IronTaste: Those are real working muscles ㄷㄷ Isn’t that heavy?

@HeavenSF: Granny’s looking sexy♡

The second: the tractor runway scene.

Yama, in sunglasses, enjoying the speed, and the Promotion Team huddled behind her in terror—expertly edited in contrast.

[Even farm work in Revelation Hell has its thrills.]

The sunset reflected off her sunglasses in a brilliant flash.

A huge boulder appeared up ahead.

[A boulder appears out of nowhere on the flat path.]

[But Her Majesty never slows down.]

-Vroooooom~!!

[She speeds up as if to show off!]

[And our Promotion Team’s faces only get paler.]

“Your Majesty!!”

“Please! Slow down just a little! Aaaah!”

Leaving the team’s shrieks behind, Yama’s Red Tractor charged at the rock.

The Red Sun at her back, the tractor soared into the air.

[She charges straight ahead! What a jump!]

-Clunk!

With another huge crash, the tractor landed back on the ground.

“Geh!”

The team’s screams rose and fell with each bump.

[But Yama’s race isn’t over.]

The well-cultivated field suddenly became rough wasteland.

Now her tractor barreled toward a cliff.

-Vrooooom~!

The camera from the Promotion Team’s side shook violently.

“She’s driving toward a cliff?!”

“No way!”

“Your Majesty!”

[The Promotion Team is panicking, calling out to Her Majesty until their voices crack, but she doesn’t look back.]

“Hold on tight!”

[She’s focused solely on the race!]

“Your Majesty~!!”

-Vrooooooom~!

The tractor finally burst through and took off over the cliff.

Sparks flew from the wheels as it skidded down the steep slope.

[No one can stop her rampage.]

-Screeeeeeeech

“Aaaah!”

“We’re here!”

[Finally, they arrive at today’s destination.]

[Her Majesty looks truly satisfied.]

Yama removed her sunglasses and flashed a broad, toothy grin at the shaking camera.

@YoloToHeaven: That was epic, seriously

@JadePebble: For real, mad madman~lol

@ILikeScaryThings: I admire and fear her at the same time lol

With her wild presence, Yama skyrocketed to SNS stardom.

The humble farming channel’s subscriber count jumped from just 70,000 to over 300,000.

Seocheon Flower Garden Promotion Team’s image also gained a new layer.

For longtime fans and new viewers alike, this was a hugely encouraging event.

@FourSeasonsHellfire: What IS this channel’s identity even??

@StrivingOn: They’re good at variety too lol

[@seocheon.garden · 1.78 million subscribers · 124 videos]

From 950,000 to 1.78 million in less than a month.

Regardless of the other channel’s size, this was a triumph won through the Promotion Team’s efforts.

But even amid all this success, one person remained tense.

‘Your mother still has time left.’

Hallakgoong’s mind was filled only with Princess Bari’s words.