Chapter 123—Getting Back into Action
"I had many more questions to ask him," Slime#47 muttered bitterly. "I hope he succeeded in achieving what he wanted by coming to the past."
He patted himself. Pat!
’No time-wasting. Let’s start,’ he thought. ’I need to clear those three trials—and win the reward.’
A small grin appeared as he sensed Seralyth’s power within him.
"If things go the same as the previous loop, I might get her power again," he whispered.
After a few moments, he said, "Status."
[ Ding! Opening Status! ]
[ Status: Physical Death
—Soul: Alive {Half Soul Suppressed}
—Soul Essence: Half sealed by the sealed artifact’s seal {Divine}, and the other half leaking
—Caution! Warning! Warning: Soul essence is leaking!
—Will: F {Original: E... cracked and dispersing} ]
"Whoa...," Slime#47 stared at the status with wide eyes. "No wonder... Future me said it’s too tough."
"And it seems soul power is soul essence, and the soul itself is made of it..." He finally understood what "soul" actually meant.
With a sigh, he clicked on the new skill.
[ —Skills—
...
—Soul Chronicle Lv.Max {Mythic+}—
—It stores all memories and emotions via soul essence.
—It keeps memories and personality intact.
—Note: Created by &%^&& for his younger self.
—Caution: It requires soul essence to use! ]
"It’s created by my future self..." he muttered, staring at the panel.
"He came to the past... just to pass this skill to me." His voice lowered. "And it requires soul essence—which I’m already lacking."
He fell silent for a few moments, then decided firmly, "It’s either die while losing my personality... or die faster while keeping my personality and memories intact."
"Since my future self created this skill," he muttered, closing his eyes, "something dangerous must have happened."
He opened his eyes and clenched his fists. "I should avoid that... and not focus on it."
He decided to die—while keeping his personality and memories intact. ’Even if I die faster.’
"Soul Chronicle," he used the skill.
A jolt ran through his body—quick, less than a second.
[ Ding! A tiny portion of your soul essence has been reduced due to Soul Chronicle usage! ]
’What’s this?’ he thought, sensing something like a shard deep within him.
’Is this in my soul?’ he mused. He couldn’t sense his soul or willpower clearly, but he could feel Seralyth’s power—and a white shard within him.
As soon as he focused on the shard—
[ Ding! Soul Essence Shard detected! ]
[ Use it? ]
[ It contains all memories and emotions of Slime#47! {Personality}! ]
[ —Yes— or —No— ]
He clicked ’No’.
’I don’t need it for now.’ He could recall everything perfectly—at least for now.
Then he remembered his Pain Tolerance skill evolution and opened his skill panel to check.
A bitter smile tugged at him.
’My first divine skill... and I got it through suffering.’
He rubbed his middle section with a wince. ’I’m used to this... but I still feel a sting once in a while.’
"It seems my soul needs more time to adjust," he muttered. "Then the pain will fully disappear."
He glanced at the panel.
[—Skills—
...
—Extreme Pain Tolerance {Divine} Lv.Max—
—Ability to withstand pain increases
—Increases all pain tolerance to the extreme, even from authority injuries
—Does not require energy ]
’Authority injury... so it’s not just the soul,’ he realized. "Soul injury alone is already painful... and Authority made it worse."
The skill felt like it was mocking him, "So now I can withstand more pain... even authority injuries."
He sighed, ’Vael... one day I’ll kill you... I’ll make sure to take you with me even if I fall.’
His downfall was solely due to that small menace.
[ Ding! Start Timeline 78521452224.178? ]
[—Yes— or —No—]
He clicked Yes, taking a deep breath.
’I’ll keep them safe while I’m alive,’ he promised.
[ Ding! Starting Timeline 78521452224.178! ]
[ Ding! Reincarnating Slime#47! ]
[ Ding! Trait —Eternal Mastery {Mythic}— activated! ]
[ Locking Skills — Acid Fist {Lv.Max}; Evade {Lv.Max}; Universal Tongue {Lv.1}; Demon Tongue {Lv.Max}; Fireball {Lv.Max}; Mana Shield {Lv.Max}; Meditation {Lv.Max}; Iron Body {Lv.Max}; Appraisal {Lv.Max}; Aura Meditation {Lv.Max}; Extreme Pain Tolerance {Lv.Max}; Aura Recovery {Lv.Max}; Lightning Ball {Lv.Max}; Mana Meditation {Lv.Max}; Mana Torrent Refinement Technique {Lv.Max}; Wind Blade {Lv.Max}; Water Ball {Lv.Max}; Piercing Stone {Lv.Max}; Shadow Ball {Lv.Max}; Earth Mold {Lv.Max}; Demonic Surge {Grade 1} {Lv.Max}; Demonic Cloak {Grade 1} {Lv.Max}; Demonic Pulse {Grade 1} {Lv.Max}; Demonic Bind {Grade 1} {Lv.Max}; Demonic Fist {Grade 1} {Lv.Max}; Soul Chronicle {Lv.Max}; Demonic Recuperation {Grade 1} {Lv.3} ]
[ Locking Masteries — Fist Mastery Tier 2; Fire Magic Rune Mastery Tier 2; Aura Mastery Tier 2; Mana Mastery Tier 2; Lightning Magic Rune Mastery Tier 2; Water Magic Rune Mastery Tier 2; Earth Magic Rune Mastery Tier 2; Wind Magic Rune Mastery Tier 2; Demonic Force Mastery Tier 1; Demonic Magic Mastery Tier 1; Dark Magic Rune Mastery Tier 1; 25% proficiency carried over! ]
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Young Slime opened his eyes in Mama Slime’s arms.
"I am your Mama, child," the cute slime beamed, rubbing her soft body against him.
Slime#47 hugged her tightly. ’I’m so sorry.’
He used to believe everything "reset" when a timeline started.
Now he knew they had died—many times—and often because of him.
The moment he saw her, he couldn’t hold back. He hugged her harder.
His eyes turned wet.
Mama Slime tilted her head. "What’s wrong, child?"
Young Slime wiped his eyes. "Nothing... I’m just happy to see you."
"Silly child." Mama Slime grinned and patted him.
After a few moments...
He spotted Elder Slime, lazily resting among the other slimes.
Wob!
He bounced over and jumped onto him.
"What’s wrong?" Elder Slime was shocked. He yelled sternly.
Young Slime didn’t let go for a few moments.
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Later...
Young Slime explained that he had a trait that sent him back to the past.
He told them that he—and everyone—had died because of a powerful enemy.
’I shouldn’t tell everything,’ he mused, glancing coldly at the black sun in the sky.
"Hmph! Just a death..." Old Slime hummed coldly, though he was secretly happy that the child cared.
"It’s an honor to die in a fight," he added sternly. "As a warrior, you cannot cry."
"Someday, we all die unless we attain godhood."
Young Slime tilted his body. "Godhood?"
End of the Chapter.