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!

Hidden Moon threw two books to Ybur: "These two books, deal with them yourself. As for Grandmother Spider, I will soon conduct the ritual and relay this message to the Old Mother."


"Alright." Ybur took the books. It had already decided what to do—modify Liddle's memory slightly and return him, as for Tole, it was even easier: send him directly to Amanda, the influential deputy director of the Special Duties Bureau. Amanda, without a doubt, would know how to handle it.


"By the way, there's one thing I haven't quite figured out," Hidden Moon said candidly. "For the Lord of Forbidden Mysteries to pollute Grandmother Spider, more believers of the Spider are needed. But after Dayfall, the population of the Awake World dwindled to less than a tenth… The Lord of Forbidden Mysteries doesn't have many cards left to play."


Chapter 43 "If I Had Known