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!

The giant chasm grew ever nearer as Ybur's body slowly descended, falling into its depths.


It felt as if it wasn't really entering an abyss, but rather hurtling towards the sun.


Just as the sun emits light and heat, that "Black Sun" was also casting out a certain atmosphere.


The sense of negativism grew stronger, and Ybur struggled within himself for a moment, wanting to ask "Don't you feel that something's amiss?" but inexplicably didn't want to speak.


Sherry hesitated before speaking, "You don't seem so negative usually. Did something happen in the Dream Realm? You've changed since you woke up."


"You're so annoying," Ybur responded languidly.


"Fuck, you're calling me annoying?!" Sherry exclaimed in surprise and anger. "You've grown some nerve, talking to me like that!"


Chapter 38 Did Ruby get the wrong child?