A slime’s life consists of two prerogatives. To eat and to eat again as fast as possible. That however can be difficult when your food runs away from you. And for the little green slime life was difficult. First some crazy people came and burned all her family, tossing fireballs everywhere. Then the rain came. Slimes need water, they like water. Most of their body is made of water but if there is too much water it can even kill a slime. Also water dilutes the acids the slime stores, making it harder to eat anything. Speaking of eating. That half eaten human should be somewhere nearby. The slime carefully contracted her membrane ejecting the excess water and begun rolling uphill. The trace of blood soaked mud and her own juice guided here towards her pray.

Ahh, the taste of fresh meat. One of tiny prongs stretching out of the slime, brushed against raw meat of a human foot. Such joy! That body was still alive and waiting to be digested! The slime tensed, preparing to spill over the whole victim

“Oh dear me, dear me… oh such clumsy I am…”

A large, black and slimy tentacle came crushing down, sending the tiny slime into oblivion of black gunk.

“THAT IS, CHEATING.”

“Oh my! What a fancy meeting! What brings you here D?”

“I HAD A MEETING SCHEDULED WITH THIS YOUNG MAN.”

Death looked up, and up and up and… somewhere up there amidst the black tentacles and other unmentionables, single, large unblinking eyes watched her.

“ A MEETING YOU HAVE POSTPONED.”

She sipped on her tea.

“MEDDLING WITH MORTALS IS FORBIDDEN. YOU OF ALL SHOULD KNOW THAT.”

“Meddling? Me? No, no, no… I’ve been… taking my midnight walk.”

Some of the tentacles were fidgeting.

“Yes, yeas… Need to stretch the tentacles and all…”

“IS THAT REALLY SO?”

Somewhere way, up, up, up, up there black bubbles formed on the black mass no human should see, giving off the illusion that the owner of the solitary eye was sweating profoundly.

“Oh, you know me D, I tend to be so clumsy when I’m deep in thoughts. It is really difficult to pay attention where all the tentacles go…”

Something green that a short while ago was possibly a slime, still dripped from one of the said appendages. Another one sneaked by Death and raised her speckles black robe from behind, exposing a pair of seductive, long legs, high heel long boots and pink hello kitty thongs.

“WOULD YOU KINDLY UN-TENTACLE MY ROBE? I HAVE A HOUSE CALL SOMEWHERE CALLED JAPAN AND I DO NOT WISH TO BE LATE.”

“Oh, emmm, sure thing D, My bad, my bad… Here you go.”

“ONE DAY I SHALL COME FOR YOU.”

“I know D. I know. But that is not today dear. Not today.”

Death looked again at the one eyed monstrosity that no one should bear witness to.

“NO. NOT TODAY.”

She said and left in a way only she could.

“Ouff, that was troublesome, troublesome…”

Even more tentacles joined the fidgeting while the enormous eye focused it’s gaze on the motionless body.

“Oh dear , oh dear…”

A tentacle carefully prod around half digested leg. Here and there bones were showing.

“I really shouldn’t have…”

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*WAKE THE DING UP YOU DINGING DING DONG!*

Joe stirred. Something akin to an industrial hangover rung under his skull. Or the skull of whoever else this body previously belonged to, given the yesterday events were not some kind of acid dream.

*DIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGG!*

Echoed between his ears.

Through special action skill Favor Of Darkness Leveled UP! Current skill level 2 May the sliminess of the black tentacle be with you! Skill effect: Questionable… If I were you tho, I would make sure this does not level up any higher.

*DING*

Through special action skill Pain tolerance Leveled UP! Current skill level 45 Persisting pain has made your body adjust its threshold level allowing you to ignore a portion of it. You may not feel it but you are still receiving damage. Skill effect: All incoming pain is reduced by 17%

Oh, that’s right. His legs were being eaten…

Terrified by his own thought, Joe sat up, wide awake. His legs!

Were still there. Thankfully.

Black, swollen twice their size and slimy but still looking like usable legs. He wiggled his toes, they still worked, kind of. Something yellow was oozing from the holes where his nails should been.

“Heal?”

He ventured. The familiar warmth washed over him and his blinking health bar filled to somewhere beyond the threshold. At the same time the swelling seemed to ebb bit.

“Heal”

He repeated with more confidence since his blue bar still held more than half mana. Now that he took a closer look at it, there were actually numbers on those bars. He had fifty three healthpoints out of two hundred fifty two and seventy two mana points remaining out of the whooping one hundred and twelfth total. Was that kind of much or was he simply a squirt to be squashed by anyone? Finding out was not the priority now. His hands were still tied behind his back while his groin was itching considerably. Although if he were to judge by the violet color of his dingy and the swollen state of crown jewels, scratching that itch may not be the most pleasant experience.

Just what on earth did the previous owner of this body do to deserve such treatment?

*DING!”

Note: The previous owner of this body has been found guilty of frolicking with several ladies of high standing, including the mayor’s daughter of Yegregard. The punishment included one hundred lashes for each violated lady and a round at the “Nut Cracker”. The body was then dumped into the trash pit in which it still resides.

“Heal.”

Joe whispered, hoping the effect would calm the itch and fix whatever else was broken.

Now, it would seem prudent to get his hand free, just how? He looked around. Half rotted cabbage, some disintegrating meat, some material scraps some broken pottery. Well, this truly was a dump site. The broken pottery kept his eyes. The pieces shined in the sun with their sharp edges.

“Well, it works in the movies….”

He laid down and rolled over towards the shining shards. There was no way he would try walking while his legs looked like festering plums.

“DING!”

Through special action new skill was created! Dumpster Diving Added! You have perfected the art of rolling through the trash! Skill effect: While rolling through the trash speed increase by +5% Possibility of finding something useful +1%

“Oh, shut up…”