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!

Arwen leaped into the water, her lips curling up as a surge of electric light exploded along her blade.


The Demonic Warrior's signature spell, "Electric Claw"!!


Ybur had witnessed its power before, and now, having advanced to the Fifth Rank, the might of Electric Claw had escalated, sending bolts of electricity spreading from the blade like a little tree of lightning. Casting such a spell in water was undoubtedly a risky act, as Demonic Warriors could unleash the Electric Claw but were not immune to lightning themselves. Yet the electric light in Arwen's hand displayed a tame quality, with the sprawling lightning symmetrical and intricate as if drawn by hand.


The warrior's strongest burst ability was activated without hesitation, everything around her slowed, Arwen glided through the water, her Pen Knife shimmering with electric light held aloft.


Chapter 54: Stubborn Elf