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!

This is actually a rather strange matter, because although Gnolls are unlikely to possess profound Transcendent Knowledge, judging by the performance of High Priest Ah Du — who even once reached Second Rank — he must have some basic knowledge. And now, as Ah Du has grown old and is in his decline, hasn't he tried to teach a few students?


Faced with Ybur's query, the High Priest hesitated before replying, "You, you don't know? The Dream Realm actually doesn't welcome outsiders, so imparting any Transcendent Knowledge is risky. The more people you teach, the more likely it is to be rejected by the Dream Realm, and the greater the possibility of encountering accidents there... Therefore, the transcendent knowledge in our tribe is generally passed down individually. Only when the previous High Priest's health is failing do we start to train a student and impart Transcendent Knowledge."


Ybur was momentarily stunned, "There are such risks?"


66th Chapter: Witchcraft and Ritual