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!

Ybur activated Metamorphic Thick Skin, shaping itself into that rigid, rigid form, "I'm super hard now!"


Although this form wasn't convenient for moving and essentially only allowed it to take hits, the sheer sturdiness of its body gave Ybur a sense of security. At this moment, it finally learned how to move in its rigid state, shaping its entire body into a spherical form and rolling around on the ground, quite pleased with itself, "I'm like a steel Slime!"


"The term 'steel Slime' is too cliché."


Sherry said, "I have an idea, just a small change and you'll stand out from the rest."


Ybur asked excitedly, "Really? What is it?"


Sherry replied earnestly, "Steel Gate Slime!"


Ybur's entire body went limp, collapsing on the ground, and never mentioned anything about being a steel Slime again.


Chapter 51 Steel...