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 followed the Spiritual Fire's guidance, burrowing into the deepest reaches, where the walls quivered faintly. The deeper he went, the more bone-like structures grew from the rocks, resembling coral reefs in the ocean. The pale bone corals clicked and clacked, moving aside to create a pathway for him.


As Ybur stepped inside, he found himself in a library with a very high dome ceiling? Rows of bookshelves stood like walls, encircling the space, and in the center of the hall was a dissection table with the corpse of a Dragon Beast. Its chest had been cut open and it was being bled out, with various knives and reagents on a side table. A tall Lich stood with his back to it, dissecting the Dragon Beast with an almost elegant manner, while a small, hunched figure in a grey robe assisted him.


Chapter 30 The Lich's Gift