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!

"Beings of the divine echelon require things way beyond our reach to resurrect..."


Ybur showed a solemn expression, "However... there are indeed some things we can do."


"...Little by little? What do you mean?"


Ybur then explained the concept of the Dream Crystal to Karlo, all the while covertly enticing her to pawn herself for Dream Crystals: "...In short, Dream Crystals are a standard currency created by the Pillar God for the Dream Realm. In the Dream Realm, as long as you have enough Dream Crystals, you might not be able to buy everything, but you can certainly resolve most troubles."


"Got it," Karlo nodded, "Now I understand what you mean. So, there is something within my power after all!"


Chapter 137 This is what you gave me yourself