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's consciousness returned to reality, and after a long moment of silence, he could not figure out what exactly had just happened to him.


They'd hardly exchanged a few words when he was suddenly given the boot?


Ah Du, standing guard nearby, watched as Ybur stirred and could not help but express his amazement, saying, "Truly worthy of a Guardian, to complete the trial in such a short period!"


Ybur felt the awkward pang of receiving a compliment that missed the mark.


Just as Ah Du was about to continue, Ybur couldn't stand it any longer and interrupted, "Enough, Ah Du, it's not what you think."


Ah Du said in surprise, "Could it be that you failed?"


Ybur sighed and responded, "Not exactly… My trial is different from yours, and I don't even know when it will start… Anyway, let's just wait. One day in the future, we may understand."


Chapter 27 From Cult to Company