Light Slime Novels & Stories

It stayed together but felt cold and slimy. “What am I supposed to do with this?” He asked confused, he had no idea about half the things in this room. She smiled at him, and honestly her smile did something to his insides. He just wanted to stare at her. “Well it’s primordial slime. Primordial slime likes to feed off demonic energy, changing it to creation. When it starts to shift yellow, you are getting close. When it shifts green you are in demonic presence. If it goes blue you have angelic energy. But I doubt you are going to find that with this.”

He left my side briefly and returned with a small bowl filled with liquid. "Take and drink," he said as he shoved the bowl under my nose. He withdrew at once, grinning widely. The liquid was a bit milky with some dirt at the bottom. When I shook it slightly, the chalky particles rose to the surface and a funky smell filled the air. It wasn't the water that had been given to me. Alarmed, I spilt the contents of the bowl and its wasted droplets went in different directions. The entire troop of lycans sniggered wildly, some hooting and howling in intervals.

said Chaos, petting the trembling skeletons as they calmed down a bit… However, the sight of a young man petting cracking trembling skeletons was something that those watching would leave imprinted into their memories. After that, Chaos evolved the Slimes. Each Slime had a different color, and depending on the color, they were particularly stronger, sometimes even being able to use some elemental attacks. Red Slimes were able to fire fireballs, Blue Slimes fired water bullets, Black Slimes used shadows, and so on… They all evolved into High Slimes, and Slime Kings at SS-Rank after being exposed to Miasma and then evolved! Each one of the slimes became a giant and fatty slime with a crown ove

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

There wasn't a card, just a tag, and I sat to open the gift. Inside a small cube box was a snowglobe, but instead of white flakes there was sand. A few tiny seashells settled to the bottom, and when the water cleared, two figurines emerged. A girl with long dark hair standing next to a guy with short reddish hair. A wooden slat sign on a post in a dune was beside them that read Seasmoke. The gift had to have been custom made and it ripped the breath from my lungs.

"So what? Don't ask too many questions. Just think about how we leave tomorrow. " Sazkia scratched her head once again but it felt a little sticky because her hair hadn't been washed for several days. His eyes looked around which were already dark. Electric lighting is only available in a few places because the network was damaged by landslides. The city electrician has not repaired the electrical installations that were dead because the weather was still not supportive. "Assalamualaikum" A well-built young man appeared from the darkness to greet those who were still silent in the hall.

The stillness of the swords cutting against trees could be heard for miles they all knew the element of surprise would not be so effective anymore even the dead in the forest knew of their arrivals by now the forest trembled and shook with full force the duets gave way as the trees flew at a different direction as the beast came firth bearing it’s teeth it had no eyes it’s razor sharp worm like teeth clasping together at e every chance if got men took off in different directions in other to trap the animal ropes where being wrapped around it neck and pulled it struggled with the men dragging and pulling it’s way out it launched for one of the warriors a sharp shriek rang out as it’s head was

As childish it might be he poured piles of dried leaves over Lala. "ARGGHH!!" she screamed then another water poured down on Lynx but it is a little stronger than before. They throw books at one another when suddenly one of the glasses with green liquid broke "Oh No!" they both screamed 'POOOF' green smoke envelopes the whole room. Their voices started to get raspy and their skin is slowly turning green. Lynx coughs as he opens up the window and the thick green smoke fades. "Oohhh gosh!" Lala screamed in amusement. When suddenly laughter broke out the room as they point out to each other

“Objects hold memories. Let them speak to you.” Rita exhaled, trying to quiet her mind. For a moment—nothing. Then, a flicker. A woman’s laughter, the scent of roses, a whispered promise— “I see her,” Rita breathed. “She’s… happy.” Pru grinned. “You’re a natural.” Deidre, sprawled on her bed like a starfish, sighed dramatically. “I wish I was a witch. You all look so… ethereal.” Freda snorted without looking up. “Says the cornflower-blue-eyed, pure blond-haired, tall, pale, long-lashed immortal. If anyone is ethereal, it’s you, Vampire Barbie.”

Instead, a faint smile played on my lips. Their lives deserved to continue rotting away in the stinky marshlands. Meanwhile, I finally found true liberation after having bravely extricated myself from them. Now that everything was truly over, I felt as though my new life had only just begun.