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!

Ruby looked at Ybur hesitantly, "Didn't I tell you right when you first opened your eyes? Your body has been infused with Immortal Elixir! The Immortal Elixir is the blood of a god, a fragment of a deity, possessing the possibility of creating all things. Of course, your soul came into being this way!"


Divine Blood is too much of a catch-all answer, especially when it's the Sun God's Divine Blood. After all, the Sun God is the former supreme ruler of the Dream Realm, having achieved godhood thrice, and the entire Awake World was created under the guidance of the Sun God. It's not at all impossible that a soul could be born from the remnants of such Divine Power...


Ruby explained, "To put it simply, I used a fragment of my own soul as the seed, while the Divine Blood is the fertile soil that nurtures everything. I planted the seed and then used some... um, fertilizer?"


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