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!

Cherie's familiar was rapidly taking shape, while Ybur was carefully sensing the changes within the process.


The spirit of the familiar was like a seed, and now, that seed was sprouting.


Normally, the spirit of an astrologer's familiar could not assimilate a slime.


For the spirit of a familiar to assimilate, it must meet several conditions: have complete elements of body, mind, and spirit, be sufficiently weak, and lack the concept of "self."


Most slimes lack a "soul," which means they miss two of the three elements—body, mind, and spirit—and only possess the element of "body." As for those slimes that do have souls, apart from Ybur, this anomaly, they usually belong to types such as Elemental Monsters and Desolation Plague Monsters, which are too powerful and have a complete sense of self, making it impossible for the weak spirits of familiars to assimilate them.


Chapter 23: Do You Also Consider This a Cult?