Chapter 91—Decided!
"What just happened...? Did Vael use his skill again?" Young Slime wondered—then he heard it again. "What is your dream?"
"My dream..." Just as clarity surfaced—
"Edict of Yesterday." The small humanoid struck again.
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After thousands of repetitions...
"How many times has it been...?" Slime#47 felt his soul being pulled back to awareness again.
Rewind Spell of time god takes back to the moment when young slime was with his family and Mama Slime in his mind plane.
Due to going back in time, Vael also gets his energy resources back, so they were trapped in an unbreakable circle.
"Damn it... You won’t die at all," Vael fumed, furious at the Time God. ’If only he didn’t keep using Time Rewind...’
"I... ne...ed... to... o...ver...com...e... th...is," Young Slime muttered slowly, as yet again he regained his intellect beneath the countless Mama Slimes and his old family.
"I’ll... ne...ed... a... wa...y..." He needed only a few moments to find his goal, but Vael wouldn’t let him. He kept forcing him into past memories.
Once again, he found himself in Mama Slime’s warm hug.
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"This will never end," the lady silhouette said quietly. "Can you stop rewinding time and just let him die peacefully?"
She had watched Slime experience more than tens of thousands of deaths through his memories. They weren’t real deaths—but his soul experienced every one, because of Vael’s skill.
’Very well. If you won’t... I will lend him a hand,’ she decided as Time God stayed silent.
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"Who are you?" A majestic woman’s voice rang inside Slime#47’s mind.
He was almost reliving his memories mechanically now. He had forgotten almost everything—his Will eroded by countless deaths. He almost lost his intellect and identity.
"Who am I...?" Slime muttered, feeling nothing as he was killed by the slime farm lady. He forgot what death meant—and even what life was.
"You are just a slime, destined to die..." Vael appeared near the slime, who had almost forgotten everything, and whispered using Bewitching Voice. "Slimes are creatures who die no matter what... just stay still and rest by accepting death...."
The lady watching everything finally had enough. "Hmm... wake up." Her solemn voice rang through Slime and Vael alike, and—Ding!—a notification popped up in Young Slime’s vision.
[ Ding! Saint King Haruka’s power has activated! ]
[ Ding! You have unleashed a portion of Saint King Haruka’s power! ]
[ Ding! You have temporarily gained extraordinary combat power! ]
[ Ding! Will: 0 1→ raised to S ]
[ Ding! You have acquired some combat skills, fighting style, and combat experience of Saint King Haruka! ]
’Damn it... I suppressed that power with the authority of time, the moment I cast Edict of Yesterday the first time... but this woman removed my suppression,’ Vael fumed, noticing the brightening eyes of Young Slime.
"What’s your dream?" Slime#47 could finally think clearly yet again—about Mama Slime’s voice, and everyone else’s—despite reliving inside an uncontrollable body.
"Vael... I’ll definitely repay you," Young Slime roared as he finally returned to his senses. ’Wait—my soul... I can sense it. And Vael... damn it, he fused with mine.’
Young Slime’s soul got brighter. A white shield formed around it due to Saint King Haruka’s power.
"Damn it... I can’t digest it anymore," the small humanoid hissed, a sharp pain stabbing his core as resistance slammed back when he tried to digest the half-soul he had absorbed.
"His intellect is back—and he’s starting to resist," he barked furiously. ’If only the gap in the sealed artifact was a little bigger, I could have unleashed more power and digested it...’
He clenched his fists. The sealed artifact’s construction mechanism suppressed his overall power—including his soul power.
’If there was no sealed artifact, I could have killed this slime with a glance and eaten his soul like a grape,’ he thought, furious as he was so close to achieving his victory.
’It’s over now... he’s won... he’ll find his goal soon...’ Vael understood, but didn’t give up as he kept casting the Edict of yesterday.
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Outside...
Time God glanced at the woman and said plainly, "You shouldn’t have done that."
"So tell me—was the timeline where he overcame this because of my intervention like this?" she asked. ’He wouldn’t have overcome it otherwise...’
Slime#47 and Vael had experienced Time Rewind thousands of times. Young Slime only regained enough intellect to think when he stood with Mama Slime and his family.
But once Vael cast Edict of Yesterday, he soon lost his identity again, becoming a mindless soul trapped in an uncontrollable body.
Time God paused, then replied, "Yes. The only timeline where he overcomes this is because of your intervention."
"Ho... ho..." the lady said, fury rising. "Here I was, watching an innocent suffer, expecting he’d overcome it—and you tell me he couldn’t?" She snarled. "If you had told me, I would have intervened earlier!"
Her body flared with blue brilliance, and the nothingness flooded with blue energy.
"That’s why I didn’t tell you," Time God replied coldly. Transparent white flared on his body and blocked her blue energy; cracks formed in nothingness.
"They both will die if our energies clash," he said plainly.
The lady’s energy vanished. Time God withdrew his own.
"How do you think he’d have overcome this," she demanded, "if the only timeline he succeeds is the one where I intervene?"
"Even I couldn’t see every end," Time God said, lowering his tone. "I have only watched a few billion. And I believe in one of the unseen timelines, he might have overcome this."
"Ho... ho... only a few billion." The lady snarled. "You probably spent a few lazy seconds on those ’few billion’ timelines. If you spent a few more minutes, you could have seen almost all timelines."
"Cough." Time God coughed and diverted the topic. "You already intervened. There’s no use seeing them now."
He then sighed. "If he’d overcome this on his own, his Will might have rivaled gods—and would have gained more benefits... and now he won’t gain much."
"Being alive without suffering is enough in exchange for god level will," the lady sneered.
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In Young Slime’s mental world...
’I want to be happy... no.’ He fell into deep thought, deciding what he truly wanted.
He was still reliving deaths, but his eyes were calm. He had adapted to them.
Saint King Haruka’s Will had let him take those emotions and deaths like a breeze.
"I’ll watch my slime life again... to confirm," he muttered, wanting to confirm whether the goal he’d chosen was correct.
After 175 deaths...
"I’ve decided." Slime#47 grinned, and with a confident glare, he declared, "I..."
End of the Chapter...
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