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 fell silent for a moment, "It seems you have misunderstood me."


Scratching his head in the darkness, Ybur thought it really was not easy to explain. This lady obviously mistook him for a demon from the Abyss... and actually, that was kind of true, for he had indeed turned into a demon at the moment. But how to convince her he meant no harm?


"No, in fact, you do harbor malice, don't you?" Sherry said, "Ybur, think about it carefully. You attacked on your own initiative before, and even used Saraphido to capture both people... This doesn't seem like your usual style, right?"


Ybur shuddered twice, feeling a bit uneasy. When making those decisions, he indeed seemed to have entered an unprecedented state—cold, decisive, ruthless... A subtle malice was sprouting in his heart.


Ybur became nervous, "I think I really have been influenced by the power of the Abyss!"


Chapter 65 Placement, Feeding