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 felt an illusion as if his heart were constricting.


He had indeed thought that the situation in the upper echelons of the Dream Realm was grim... but at that moment, he only considered what Angler had said in the first half, about the Abyss's invasion, and even boldly thought that once he ascended to the Dream Realm, he would slaughter all the demons!


But he never expected the situation to be this dire.


The Dream Realm now seemed like a dilapidated house on the verge of collapse, leaking from all sides, with every beam and pillar loose. Even if it weren't for the Awakened bursting it apart, it would collapse on its own, thus being caught in a dilemma from both ends.


Chapter 3: I have 3 methods