Chapter 984 Pyuku's Truth
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Pyuku's silhouette could be seen from all the way here. His form wasn't... the same as before. He didn't resemble a tiny little ball of blue goo. He had become taller, and taken a slightly human-like shape, with his core, which he often hid from our view, glowing like a diamond within his chest.
His appearance was hard to discern, it could only be described as between a boy and a girl, with long, bluish hair, sharp and bright rainbow-colored eyes, and a dress made of blue slime...
What... is happening?
"PYUKU!"
Aquarina ran towards him, as Pyuku gently caressed the mural he had been looking at, completely ignoring her. His rainbow eyes seemed to shine with sorrow.
The mural...
I took a glance at it as we moved right behind Aquarina. It had a beautiful carving, resembling what looked like a huge floating castle- no, several of them, descending from the stars.
From them, there were large, glowing figures, raising their arms as if asking to be praised. At their side, there were small... creatures.
They looked tiny and spherical, made of some sort of colorful liquid. There were blue, red, green, yellow, and more.N♡vεlB¡n: Inspiring Minds, Illuminating Souls.
All of them sitting near these beings, as if they were loyal servants.
I could also notice other figures resembling normal humans, and their other variants, such as taller and lankier red-eyed and white-haired ones, and bigger and muscular ones.
And also, there were elves, with sharp ears, and elves with wings, fairies, the race of my grandmother...
There was also Anima, with animal features on their bodies, led by people with very dark skin, similar to Ninhursag.
There were also smaller people with strong arms, perhaps Dwarves?
Countless cracks spread across it...
"But they discarded us once we were not useful anymore." He muttered. "We were nothing at the end, tools to discard later... Not even you people were treated this badly. Only us..."
"Pyuku, I...!" Aquarina tried to talk to him.
"Do you understand what I'm trying to say?" Pyuku asked. "Our tribe was scattered across the world, the commands of our creators stopped from one day to another... Those incapable of working without their commands perished quickly, hunted down to extinction. Our bodies seemed quite useful to many... Our young, foolish and innocent, slaughtered mercilessly. Those that fought back were hunted too, and those that escaped, survived barely."
His rainbow eyes began to glow, tears constantly flowing from them. His words were filled with so much emotion, with so much sorrow... I never thought he had been saving all of this, that he had been pretending to not be suffering this entire time.
"The cleansed the world from all its toxins, from all the miasma, so all of you could survive there. And this was the end of our tribe, unrecognized, forgotten, hated..." Pyuku sighed, slamming the wall again. "We were just seen as monsters because we couldn't communicate with words. The last of my ancestors ran towards the Demonic Continent, the place where they could continue feeding on the miasma while cleansing it. In there, we built a small place, an underground kingdom of our kin and many other friends, people that didn't see us as monsters... Yet, in that war, it all went down."
"Pyuku, I know you're suffering and all but... Please calm down, let's talk things out, okay? I'm sorry if I ever hurt you for treating you like... a pet. I didn't know you were so smart and could talk and...!" Aquarina was desperate to apologize.
"There's nothing to apologize for. I do not resent any of you." Pyuku said. "I do not hate you... I am simply coming to the realization of how tragic and pointless our legacy has been. Of how, in the last moments of our kin's lives, they all came together, to give birth to me."
"C-Came together?" Zack asked. "What... do you mean?"
"I am the last Slime, and the one born from the last fifty of them." Pyuku said, his hands overflowing with rich mana we never thought he possessed. "I am what they worked so hard to create, someone that could change shape, someone that could speak with words... And someone that could grow stronger. I am the Slime Prince. I was made in all of your appearance, in our endless struggle to be accepted by our creators, we wanted to look like you, their favorites. Human, with eyes, with hands, with the ability to become stronger..."
He suddenly fell to his knees, beginning to cry even more.
"Yet... I always held a small hope within my heart that there would be at least one of us left... I wanted... I wanted to meet someone like me... for once in my entire life...!" He cried. "It's so unfair... SO UNFAIR!"
TRUUUUMMM...!
His power erupted from his body, an enormous shockwave of Mana reached us.
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