Winter Snow Thousand Cat Lanterns

The vast Dream Sea, atop layers of miracles and magnificence, where Transcendents walk the ascendant path guided by their ultimate longings as if by beacons.
The supreme beings wielded power, their greatness shining in all directions, ascending to divinity.
But even deities were not the ultimate. They too struggled for greater perfection and ideals, endlessly, within the Void Origin, above the Dream Sea.
"So... Your Majesty Ybur, as the most powerful Slime in history, what exactly drives you to become stronger?"
Many years later, when faced with the question from a Heavenly envoy, Ybur, who by then stood at the zenith of the Dream Realm as the "World Devourer," recalled the afternoon just after his birth when the Creator had stuffed him down a golden toilet and flushed him into the sewers in one go...
After a long silence, he spoke with a heavy tone:
"It's the toilet. The golden toilet."
The envoy: "???"

I, a Slime, have also dreamed of becoming a great Demon King!

Water splashed everywhere as the monster's figure finally emerged in its entirety from the water.


This creature... looked incredibly bizarre. Its upper body resembled that of a robust canine torso, but covered in scales, while its lower half was like a sticky earthworm, its face covered in repulsive, thin, vein-like tissue.


Such a grotesque and twisted form was typical of nightmare creature traits. Nightmare creatures are often beings that have been tainted by the Void Origin. The Void Origin exists outside the Dream Realm, a place of absolute null and annihilation. Its cold desolation drifts into the Dream Realm, causing a profusion of nightmare creatures to spawn.


Ybur hesitated, thinking: Is this what Angler caught yesterday? Can you even eat this... thing? No, where on earth does Angler fish anyway?


As he contemplated this, the creature made its move.


Its body lunged forward like a dangerous old wolf.


Chapter 47: The Big Showdown