Chapter 988 The Origin Of Slimes
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We tried giving Pyuku a System Seed after that, to see if we could help him grow even stronger... However, he rejected it. His soul seemed incredibly large, because it was the fusion between fifty Slime Souls. He had a lot of untapped potential, and that snack ended making him even stronger.
Powerful souls that have already enough power cannot receive a System; they end up rejecting the seed naturally. As if their souls are protecting themselves from it... Maybe it thinks they're like a parasite or something? In a way it feels like one, but has no negative side effects, it simply helps someone grow faster and develop their latent potential fully.
For now, Alice absorbed the seed back and got the EXP points back too, it is a useful way to try if it works and I don't lose any EXP if it doesn't either.
The lizard steaks were almost done too, I brought out some potato salad and tea, and we started digging in while being in front of that strange mural, its very presence felt slightly eerie.
However, the atmosphere we exuded as we ate and talked together easily eased everyone's hearts, and so did Pyuku's too.
"Ahhh, the steak's so good!" Mist was munching on it as she made a big sandwich. "Hmmm! I never thought this lizard would taste this good! Surprisingly delicious!"
"Yeah, multi-limbed lizard meat is delicious and tender most of the time, they're godly ingredients that sell for a fortune down there." Ninhursag pointed out.
"Ah, this potato salad goes well with it!" Zack was happily eating at Mist's side. "Ah, can I have a bite of that sandwich? Did you add cheese?!"
"Hehehe, no it's mine! Make your own!" Mist giggled as she didn't allow her boyfriend a bite.
"Zephy, do you like these cupcakes I made?" Celica was offering my little brother a sweet pastry she made.
"I do! It's so fluffy!" Zephyrus couldn't be happier, the two had been growing even closer these last months. My brother is trying his best after I recommended him a few things.
"Hehehe, I'm glad you like it! My golems can't eat so they can't tell me how it tastes." Celica giggled.
"Hey Luck, taste my bread too! I baked it with spirit fire!" Lara gave Luck her bread.
"Okay..." He said, as he slowly started eating a piece of steak. "Hmm, so good- Ahem! Anyways..."
He slowly told us what we heard beforehand, but with much more detail than before.
First of all, how the slimes escaped from the main continents into the Demon Continent, where the last survivors created an underground village.
They cooperated with other, similar demons with different problems, which were not accepted in the surface, and working together by complementing each other's weaknesses, they lived in harmony for hundreds of years.
However, ultimately, nothing lasts forever. The village was eventually attacked when the latest war occurred, both human armies and demon armies ended destroying it, pillaging what they could find, and killing the demons inside.
Indeed, even the demon army used to pillage villages of other demons, usually using the excuse of them being "cowards" for not joining the war and accusing them of being traitors to the Demon King.
The Demon King allowed this to happen too... Maybe I don't feel bad about his death anymore.
And in their last moments, as they were being hunted and taken away as precious materials, both demons and humans blinded by greed coming in turns one after another, the last Slimes gathered in the depths of the ground.
In there, they underwent a special ritual, one they've been preparing for their whole lives, one they prepared to ascend... and become closer to the creations the gods favored better.
They felt both resentment and frustration for this, for having been made... unequal to the rest. They cannot speak, and they couldn't change their forms too much, other than being liquid. They lacked eyes, mouths, noses, everything that made others identify each other.
People thought they were monsters, even when they are a race of smart beings, made to... clean things efficiently. Although we are all the Gods' creations, they thought they were the most unfortunate, cursed with bodies that couldn't communicate with others, and that couldn't grow stronger no matter how hard they tried to cultivate.
They could not develop a Physique, nor their Souls could harbor Magic Circles. Their cores could have Mana, but it was a limited amount from birth that only was restored when they ate filth, and it could not grow farther than their maximum amount, or they would risk their cores breaking.
They thought of themselves as truly cursed beings.
And this ritual they prepared... was what would bring them to evolve into a new being.
