Hello! My name is… well, that doesn’t matter right now. The thing is I died, and reincarnated… as a slime. You may think that is bad, but it gets worse. As you could probably guess by my lack of name I have no memories.
How did I die? I have no idea. Why am I a slime? I’d love to know. What’s my favorite ice cream flavor? Chocolate, thank you for asking. Now, “how do I know what chocolate is?” is a question that I’ve made myself already, and since being a slime is hopping/rolling/sliding around all day eating plants and insects, I have a lot of time to think about stuff. More time than I want…
The conclusion I came with is that I lost my memories but not my knowledge. For example, I know what chocolate is, but I don’t remember eating it, ever. Why do I keep rambling about chocolate? Well, as a slime I don’t seem to have the sense of taste like a human would, and I’ve been a slime for a good week now. I think you can understand.
When I first… appeared?... here I was very disoriented. It was like suddenly realizing I was doing something. Well, I suddenly realize that I was existing, imagine how confused I was. The place I appeared at was the middle of a forest clearing. There were a few other slimes around, of various sizes and shades of light blue, eating plants and insects. I learned that this clearing was an eating place of sorts after a few days of living here.
At first I just kept staring at the sky. The unchanging scene made me think I was looking at a picture, but then, the wind blew, and the leaves shifted, making me come out of that trance. My first thought when looking around was “what a nice clearing”, my second thought was “what are those giant water balloons?”. So, I decided to get closer and investigate them. While getting closer to them I had my third thought, “What happened to my arms and legs?”. I was sliding in the ground and when I tried to look at them I saw nothing.
Bewildered at my weird condition, I moved to a nearby stream. I jumped on to a flat rock, that was at the riverside and looked down into the water. There I could see my body in its full slimy magnificence, a light blue, soft skin, two beady eyes and the appearance of a round squishy ball. Maybe it was because I had no memories, but my appearance didn’t startle me, and then I had my fourth thought, “Should I have legs and arms? Why did I thought they were missing?”. But as I was thinking that I fell into the water. Surprisingly my body doesn’t have much friction. The water was very shallow, so it wasn’t really a problem.
After that I became hungry, and for some reason I wanted to eat plants and insects, it must’ve been my slime instincts acting because I didn’t think they’d be good. Well, as I said before, I don’t have taste, so it wasn’t disgusting. I also need to drink, not much, hardly a cup per day, but I still need it.
In the nights, I’d go to a small cave, or under something, to be safe. The other slimes did it as well so, there must be something that eats slimes, I don’t want to meet that thing. What would eat a slime? I guess it’s filled with nutrients from the plants and insects, which makes it a good meal, but I can’t picture a creature that would eat one. I don’t even know if the animals that I know of exist here.
One day, while exploring the forest, I had my first encounter with another creature from this world. It resembled a boar, but is mouth was wider and its nose was flatter, like a bulldog, so I guess I’ll call it a bullboar for now. I was following the river upstream, to not get lost, when I found it in the distance, drinking water. I think the correct choice here was to avoided. But, my curiosity got the best of me. Hey, I’ve been so bored this past few days, doing nothing but eating and waiting, you can’t blame me.
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Of course, I tried to be as sneaky as possible, and for once, having a slime body was useful. I only wanted to watch it, as entertainment. Also, sneaking around was pretty fun, too. I hid inside of a bush, and observed him for a few minutes. Nothing really interesting happened, but it was refreshing in a way. After a moment, he just left, and I was debating whether to follow him, or to go back to the clearing. Guess what I choose. It was kinda funny, he would walk seemingly undisturbed, and I would slide from tree to tree, behind him. From an outside perspective, it should be quite a humorous scene. Thinking about random stuff like that made me a bit careless, and I ended up making a sound when I hid inside a bush. The bullboar turned to look at my direction, and I froze in a panic inside the bush, it walked closer to me but after finding nothing he continued on, being able to hide through the branches sure it’s convenient. Eventually the bullboar entered a small hole, probably it’s shelter. I decided that it was good enough for today, since going in was going to be very dangerous.
I headed back to the clearing. I got lost in the process but once I found the river I just followed it downstream and had no more problems. I ate some more, and the day ended. Nothing important happened for the rest of the days, just me trying to kill boredom one way or another.
Today however I was testing the limits of my body, if I’m going to be in the wild, I want to know what I can do. I already know I can be sneaky, but that’s not enough. First I tested how fast could I go. I could roll pretty fast if I gained enough momentum, hopping could very fast as well, bus sliding not much, unsurprisingly. I tried jumping but couldn’t get very high, a meter or so, but I guess that’s enough to avoid the bullboar if it comes charging. As I was trying to get higher, I suddenly thought of a basketball, and then I stopped to think. A basketball bounces high because the pressure of the air keeps it from losing its shape, so, if I can my body more rigid, I should be able to jump higher, in theory.
Up until now I’ve move my body unconsciously, never tried to actually control it, I’ve been too busy complaining about stuff. It wasn’t very difficult, in a way, it felt natural. I attempted a few things: hardening the outside didn’t quite work, it was like a deflated basketball; The I tried filling myself with air, but the pressure wasn’t enough; What did work however was compressing myself, it worked surprisingly well and if I added force to the bounce I could get even higher. I could almost touch the leaves of a tall tree, it should be around five meters, give or take. It also helps while hopping, it was faster than rolling now.
I tried taking a more elongated shape. The idea was to tried to climb a tree, but it wasn’t long enough, the longest I could get was a meter and a half, but I did manage to climb it by coiling around it, it was very slow though. Next I wanted to check how hard could I hit, but the results were disappointing, at best I could break a twig. Another idea that occurred to me was spitting water, so I got to the river and shaped myself like a balloon. Taking a big swig of water, I aimed at a tree and compressed myself as hard as I can to shot the water through a “mouth” I made, the result was… average, maybe, it wasn’t great but, is was a good punch, and if I practice, it should improve.
A few days were spent practicing these things, not much improvement was made, but given time it should show results. Every so often I’d do silly things like spinning around to get dizzy, annoy the other slimes to see their reaction or I’d just spent some time thinking while gazing at the clouds, just to kill some time.
That’s how days passed for a while before I decided it was time to leave this place. I’ll explore, have an adventure, maybe, hopefully, not die, anything would be better than staying here and die of boredom.