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!

Leaping into the arena bubble, I was surprised to find a world like an ocean, half sky, and half water. The elf lightly touched the surface of the sea, causing the colored ink to diffuse, forming a painting realm on the water. The waves that entered this realm became a part of the painting.


Ybur said, "I'll make it clear beforehand, I have advanced. Compared to last time, my strength has increased by an unknown amount. If you look at me with the same eyes as before, you'll be at a great disadvantage."


The elf calmly said, "I have advanced as well."


Chapter 53 Painting