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!

He found that he was now like a little man drawn on a page, his entire being pressed onto a flat surface, while his perceptual abilities overlooked this drawing from an "audience" perspective, allowing him to see only a small area around himself. What was more magical was that although the drawing seemed to be just a flat surface, there was a three-dimensional depth within it, like a perspective oil painting.


Beside him was Saraphido, who had also been turned into a two-dimensional little person, looking as if she hadn't woken up yet.


Ybur tried to move his body—and sure enough, he could, but it felt very strange; it was like manipulating a paper figure with a puppet's body, with every movement requiring great effort. There was a sense of separation and stickiness when his awareness and consciousness projected onto his body. It took him some time to get used to his new form, and by then, Saraphido had finally started to wake up leisurely.


Chapter 140 Ybur's Wonderful Adventure