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God-Tier Slime ❤︎❤︎ 6 - A soft descent
🕑 Added 2025-04-01 09:39:20 +0000 UTCThe nameless slime was sent flying away. His body was thrown into the depths below the slope, his gelatinous body streaking through the air like cosmic flame. Tentacles warping and his body burning uncontrollably.
The nameless slime fell down a mountainous cliff, the shimmering mass of maddening slimes far behind him, but he didn’t think they would follow. The nameless slime tumbled and rolled downwards, coming to a stop at a steep crag. Below was a river and a cascade flowing somewhere.
He pulled himself off the ground, rocking as his body was sent into a dizzy daze.
[May I suggest descending into the river? You should be fine at this height.]
The nameless slime pondered. Liquid things tend to dissolve in water—take simple jelly for example, even snot, and even oil that doesn’t mix with water is affected somehow.
“What about the water? What if it kills me?”
[Perhaps for a normal slime, you should be worried. but you should withstand it, thanks to my divine gift.]
“You sure love jerking yourself off, don’t you, smug bitch?”
[Jerking? What are you implying? It’s the best way to go from here. And...I won't forget this profanity.]
The nameless slime turned around, and lo and behold, they came for him. The slimes that were sent flying by the massive king in the hollowed out mountain, tumbling down the cliff. One bouncing slime lashed out from mid-air, intending to strike at him and slash him with its tentacle.
The nameless slime reacted instantly, sending out two spikes of tendrils, impaling the creature. It fell to the ground, quivering and glooping in its last moments before dissolving instantly. Its contents were carried by his tendrils into his body.
It popped like a water balloon, or a skewer on a stick.
Killing the thing felt good. Surprisingly good. He couldn’t make sense of it.
Level up!
[System Notification]
Name: The Nameless Slime
Level: 2 (Sovereign Metamorph)
Race: Slime (Divine)
Class: Sovereign Metamorph
HP: 88/88 (↑8)
MP: 55/55 (↑5)
Stamina: 33/33 (↑3)
Attributes:
Strength: 6 (↑1)
Dexterity: 9 (↑1)
Constitution: 7 (↑1)
Intelligence: 6 (↑1)
Wisdom: 7 (↑1)
Charisma: 8 (↑1)
He had leveled up his new body for the first time. He had things to wonder about—how frequently would he get a new ability? How much EXP would it take to become strong? Did he have to kill to level?
“It’s time to descend.”
“It’s so far away.”
[If you don’t, we both might die.]
“I thought you were trapped in the sword, not balls deep inside of me.”
[hmm. You would like that, wouldn’t you?]
“Huh?”
Was perhaps more freakier than he used to be.
[Jump. The big ones will find a way out, and then you’re fucked. You’re no match for a king slime. They won’t follow you into the water.]
“Why are they even following me?”
[They are drawn to me, the fragment. Which happens to be you now. You have become the fragment.]
“What bullshit.”
The nameless slime leaped into the depths below, his body shaking as he started streaking through the air. His shape changed from being round to becoming elongated, like a pointed missile, howling as he started flying into the river. His body heated to absurd degrees, slime mass burning off his body.
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The nameless slime fell into the roaring mist of the waterfall, but he miscalculated his trajectory. His little body was sent past the cascade, his body burning up, landing into the waterfall pond below. But he never hit the water; instead, he hit something.
Something soft. Something squishy. Softer than he had ever felt. Not even his cushion back home could compare.
[Lust system unlocked]
[Lust buff? Discovered. Squish Squish> Your stats are boosted by 30%, 15%, and 5% depending on the fraction of the next 24 hours.]
1 lust point obtained. Spend lust points in the lust system interface.
Dafuq?
Lust system, the actual fuq?
The nameless slime blinked. He landed on a woman, a woman’s bouncing breasts. A ear-piercing scream shook his gelatinous body as he was enveloped by her warmth and the softness of jiggling mammary glands. His body, which happened to function like one big tongue, could taste a mild salty and lactating flavor from the tips of her nipples.
If she had lactated, that meant...
Wham!
She slapped him across his head like a chassis. He sputtered and bounced, yet his slimy form remained molded to her breasts.
She whacked him again, her hands becoming stickier every time.
“Get off, you filthy beast!”
Wham. The slime gave in to his intrusive thoughts and started suckling on her nipples. She winced, jerked, then ran out of the water, wobbling her titties with every step.
She grabbed a broken-off tree branch and pierced him with it.
“Ow!” he screamed.
His body rejected her breasts, sliding off. He backed away.
Panic crossed her face. Fear, even. She stood in awe. “You can speak?” she asked. “What are you?”
Before he could answer, the goddess interjected.
[Wait, be diplomatic. This one might aid us.]
After what had just happened, he doubted it. “I’m... human,” he answered. Her face turned dark red like a beet.
Then fire burned inside her eyes, raging as she reached for an even larger branch. The nameless slime got a good look at her. She wasn’t human, but an elf. With dark hair, a piercing or two, and two long ears at the sides of her head.
Before he could muster a defense, she came swinging.
“Stop! Stop!” he shouted as she chased him down. He barely dodged.
“I can explain.”
“Shape-shifter!” she shouted. "I curse you, and your entire family.]
The nameless slime cursed. He was utterly fucked.
As he fled from the elf, text burned into his head.
[Godhood aspect attained. Ecstasy.]
He had no time to ponder or think.
The elf was ready to impale him from behind.
The nameless slime, once called Viktorian, cursed his life. There was nothing but despair going forward.
What could all of this possibly mean?
"What does this mean?" he asked. Whilst fleeing.
The goddess laughed at his problems. She found it all very amusing.
