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!

Stars swirled around, and from the illusion-formed guitar strings flowed a mysterious melody. Cherie focused intently as she pulled three Halo Cards from the ones fluttering in front of her and spread them out one by one. Karlo leaned in and asked, "What's this?"


Cherie gazed at the cards; the three cards were [Crying Baby], [Mirror Dancer], and [Blank]. Cherie pondered for a moment and pointed at the first card, "A crying baby signifies that he underwent a drastic change in his childhood... which probably corresponds to the disappearance. The Crying Baby usually indicates events like kidnap or abduction, but this card is upright, meaning that cousin... uh, his name is Liddle, right? It means he is still alive."


Karlo nodded, "That's similar to what we speculated, he really was captured by cultists!"


Chapter 12 Reversal Ritual