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!

Sherry followed Suen to the top floor of the healing facility with a somewhat complex mood. Upon entering through the door, she encountered the so-called "Cult Leader."


The person looked similar to the one in the painting, except their skin was in worse condition, lacking the white and ruddy luster, and instead, Sherry could discern many wrinkles and age spots. Their frame was also noticeably bulkier.


The Cult Leader's face showed a very benign expression. He sat opposite a large desk, appearing less like the leader of a Sect and more like the owner of an office. Stretching out his hand, he said, "Sherry, right? Take a seat."


So Sherry sat down across from the Cult Leader, who spoke with a gentle tone, "You should... not be an ordinary person, right?"


Chapter 24 What on Earth Are You