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!

After Ybur had explained how he had accidentally transformed into a demon, Temir and Mixius, the Winged Serpent People, looked at him with killing intent, especially Mixius, who seemed ready to chop him into pieces with a Flame Blade and turn him into caramel pudding.


Ybur began to wonder whether his Black Pudding Amber could withstand the Flame Blade.


...Probably not, given that it was a pro's confidence at play. Oh well, it was just an avatar, and to die was to die! Ybur felt he should at least die with some dignity, so he lifted his chin, showing a brave readiness to perish.


Mixius's body was tight with tension, but Temir suddenly pushed her aside, "Enough with the drama. We've known Ybur for ages, don't we know what he's like? He just said it, he didn't turn into a demon on purpose. By that account, he's also a victim."


Chapter 139 Damn, Two-Dimensional!