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!

In the air, there seemed to hover a stifling, oppressive atmosphere, so quiet within the divination shop that one could hear a pin drop.


Cherie spoke with some difficulty, "Teacher... I... don't know what you're talking about..."


Madam Mina leaned back in her chair, lounging lazily. Beneath her veil, her voice floated out slowly, carrying a mysterious and convincing quality, "You don't need to hide anything from me, you know your teacher would never harm you."


Cherie struggled fiercely within. Underneath her, Ybur was so nervous he almost twisted himself up.


What to do, what to do? Oh no, panicking, can't think straight! Ybur's actual body was so anxious that it ran around frenetically, but he couldn't come up with any solution and hurriedly contacted Sherry, "Sherry, help me, I'm about to fall off the horse!"


Chapter 18 Yes, I am the Sun God