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 ran and ran, not stopping until he had put a good distance between himself and the hellish scene behind him. It wasn't until the agonized screams of the Rat People were no longer audible that he finally allowed himself to breathe a sigh of relief and feel a small sense of safety.


The powerful necromancy and those skeletal hands… that guy must be a Lich!


Suddenly, Ybur felt cold sweat streaming down his back.


A Lich is a special entity transformed through a Lich Transformation Ritual created by the Endless One, generally chosen by spellcasters who seek either immortality or to make a further breakthrough in the art of necromancy.


This is both a type of undead creature and a unique casting profession.


Chapter 80 Zebuzal