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There was a slime.

A slime so slme-like that no one would question its identity as a slime.

"Where are they?" Bob asked in his head or body. Whatever it was.

Around him stood a few men in black hoods.

"With this, they are finally dead" the men declared.

"Dead? Whoese dead?" Bob wondered.

"Project Mitsuha is over" another one sighed in relieve.

"!" Bob was suprised.

"Heck, if she doesn't die even after going into hell, I'm not sure what to say." another one stated.

All Bob knew, was that they entered some strange portal. He was rather sad that none of them asked him to come along, so he stayed here obideiently.

"Hell?" Bob wondered.

He never heard of such a place.

Curious. Bob was curious.

So curious that he was pondering between entering the portal or not for 3 days straight, before finally taking a leap of faith from the cliff.

That day, a green blob appeared in hell.

Bob found himself in a cave. It was a cave, or it should be one. His magic sensed the layout in a complete turn around him. There were spikes, rocks, whatever one would find in a cave here. However, there was this strange heat comming from everywhere in the surroundings. A flow of red water?(lava) that Bob knew he shouldn't touch easily.

As his luck would have him, Bob went straight ahead, where a bright light was shining into the rather dark cave. Of course, trailing along the rocky floor that appeared to guide him to the entrance.

Moving at a cheerful pace while humming his slime song, Bob was as fast as a slime could get. He found himself to be greeted by a scenery of burning and scorching flames over the ground that laid perhaps thousands of meters below where he had stood. Apparently, he was at a rather high place.

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Regardless, Bob knew it was a dead end. He wanted to jump down and talk to the citizens who were screeching in pain from the fire, but he was unsure if he would survive the fall.

And then, out of the blue, a red dragon appeared infront of him.

"WHO ARE YOU?" the dragon boomed.

Bob was scared. Frightened as he was, the giant slime that shrunk in fear ran deeper into the caves.

As he saw from his back, Bob witnessed a red women that ate the dragon. The dragon glowed, as a red women without clothes started to run after him.

"AFTER THE DRAGON ITS GONNA EAT ME!" Bob ran for his life.

Of course, this was a simple scene of which the dragon transformed into its sentinal form, however that was far too hard for the simple green slime to comprehend.

Bob continued to run, as he heard the chuckle of the monster behind him.

"NOOOOOO" Bob screamed mentally.

He found a tiny gap inbetween the walls that laid ahead, and he jumped in. Only to find out that the floor below was empty.

Bob fell.

.

.

It was a rather long fall, perhaps the fall was akin to the height of the effel tower or something. Nonetheless, Bob braced for the imapct, which to his suprise, felt rather soft.

Below, was a scene akin to a slime's worse nightmare.

There were hollow slime walls. Slimes whoese skin was left behind from being sucked dry of its life within. It was a transparent and thin flimsy celluar wall like thing.

Bob saw a red slime. She was small and cute, running for her life, as a monster that has way too much mouths was chasing her with its giant tentacles that numbered in the thousands.

"Identify" Bob cried out. It was a secret power taught to him by a black slime in the past.

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Nazhá the glutton

One of the ambodements of the seven deadly sins.

A being said to consume rivers and mountains and eventually the world to satisfy it never ending greed for food.

A beast in which even gods dare not to easily mess with.

Rank: SSSSS

This was ridiculous. Bob wanted to hide behind a certain ordinary looking youth.

However, the struggling red slime nearby appeared to incite a certain sort of feeling within Bob.

He wanted to help her.

"What would 'she' do?" Bob pondered upon this question

And in a split second,

Bob moved.

It was suicide.

He knew, but he still dashed ahead.

Pushing away the red slime as he came in contact with her. He wrapped around her with his own body before jumping away to the side.

Barely avoiding the infinite barrage of the seemingly endless mouth tentacles thing.

The beast didn't have eyes.

Instead, it appeared to be a gigantic mouth, with tentacles stretching out all around it.

To make things even better, the tentacles too have mouths that stretches up to 3meters each. And the tentacles itself appeared to be laced with poison, as it glowed a brilliant shade of indigo violet.

The gigantic mouth spans above 100 meters in length, and breathes fire , around it's pores surrounding the mouth.

After taking a better look, Bob wanted to cry.

Bob felt hot inside. Literally as the red fiery slime tried to burn it's way out of Bob.

Bob allowed her to escape.

And as they ran, he found himself back to back with the pitfall from where he entered through the small hole. It was a good thing that the monster women didn't chase him, if not there would be two monsters to worry about.

The tentacles flew towards them at an unkempt speed, the two slimes sunk into a puddle, barely avoiding the tentacles which melted? the rocks and caused the pitfall to collapse downwards.

The two slimes quickly ran.

The rocks tumbled onto the tentacles, bringing about massive pain to the beast.

However, there was no where to go. Bob could definelty not do anything about the situation, he panicked. He threw everything he had at the beast. Gold bars from bandits, other loots he got from attacking monsters, everything.

And then, he threw a potato.

Potato sacrafice evoked.

A loud explosion resounded throught the cave, as Bob felt his mana drained out from him.

Its the mighty potato! Bob screamed mentally.

He noticed a small hole hidden behind the beast, as he made a mad dash towards it with the redslime, while the beast was wiggling in pain.

New title: Hero

Once again, Bob was suprised. He wanted to share this experience he had with 'her' the next time they would meet.

Behind the hole, Bob found a whole village of red slimes.

Wiggling left to right. Everyone made their greetings.

However, Bob seemed to be cursed by fate.

"Hello little one, it seems that you have rescued one of my familiar" the red women said to him with a smile.

"Shes going to eat me!" Bob panicked as he tried to move. Yet, he couldn't. Perhaps the mana that leaked out was too much for him to carry on.

Exhausted, Bob's world turned black.

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