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!

Ybur pondered for a moment and said, "Is that the family of madmen?"


"That's the one." The Matriarch leaned her back against the pillow, her long legs crossed and pressing on Ybur, "Harbinger Hida. The name of the person you need to kill."


Ybur thought for a moment, "I won't ask how he offended you, but don't your Zor Society generally look down upon men? Why would you target this person?"


The Matriarch spoke slowly, "There aren't many in the Hida family... This is because they have an even more selective mechanism internally, the specifics of which I'm not clear, but in any case... the losers in their family struggles become nourishment for the victors. I suspect it has something to do with their Plastic Meat Secret Recipe, probably the victors somehow eat the losers through some Flesh-sculpting method. That's also why the people of the Hida family are somewhat mentally ill."


Ybur was alarmed, "That's really sinister?"


Chapter 51: Hida's Flesh-Sculpting