"Prepare the Jrigs!"

A hulking figure looms, shadowing the ground with it's great figure as it flies in the skies.

"Aim!"

*Roar!*

A roar is sounded from the winged beast that brings terror to those who behold it. But there are those who challenge it anyways, whether it be for a major goal, for fame, wealth, or for the sake of lust... Or it may be for those who hold their life dear and are forced to face it in a desperate stand.

"Fire!"

Objects that of a metallic shaped like a spear, fly at the dragon from all sides, with a tether trailing behind it, holding a piercing intent... Skewered the flying lizard.

As if dragging the beast back to hell, the javelins begin retreating, bringing the dragon along with it, back to the ground...

The dragon is only helpless as it couldn't flap it's wings, and the horn sounds as if it's death is fast approaching.

The dragon reaches the ground howling in fear and desperation as it realizes that it's flight capabilities are completely nulled.

"Turn on the grinder, strip this beast alive!"

A mechanism below the dragon whirs to life as if beckoning the dragon, which induces even more fear to it. The dragon stops descending however and stops before the structure that threatens to devour him...

"NOW!"

*Howl!*

The dragon howls in pain as it feels it's wings being torn off, legs being mutilated as it gets stuck in the grinder, and tail being flayed as the javelins didn't completely pierce it. To put a messy end to it, the dragon falls face first and loses consciousness, waking up for a second only then to die.

The dragon is then crushed entirely as it passes through the grinder. Scales, bones, meat included. It is unfortunate, as that dragon was me. A scarring experience, however nonetheless, actually just another death experience.

"Died again, huh~?" A voice sounded in my mind that changed it's tone every syllable. "Even though this time you are a dragon, you died to mere humans, huh~? AHAHAHAHA! What a fucking joke!" I do not respond to this incessant mockery as it rains down into me, pervading my sanity at it's core. "Not going to respond now huh~? Have you finally broke down~? Well~, too bad~. Cry me a fucking world for all I care."

I never knew that there was a even greater hell, then what I am living in now. And in the presence of this accursed abomination, I quaver at every millisecond at the thought of it getting worse, as I am at the mercy of this thing...

Back then, even though I was always depressed, I truly never was suffering. But the mistake is made. I now forever live this cruel reality.

I used to be just a anti-social person who disdained the world. I never really felt at peace, I never felt enjoyment. I felt that the world equally disdained me, making me an outcast of society.

I lost my parents at a young age, got marked as a monster due to killing someone in self-defense, and as it turns out that somewhere down the line, I offended something greater than god. That's right, something greater than god.

This thing refuses to call itself a god, but if it isn't then I for sure don't know what the hell a god is. It can create or delete anything in an instant, completely invulnerable to any attacks I've attempted to throw at it, and can even distort reality, manipulating the past, present, and future.

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The consequences of being on the wrong side of this thing is definitely worse than being in the lowest levels of purgatory. I most certainly would wish to replace Satan if I could, although I technically was put in his position once.

I've lived for what seems to be an eternity. I've lived over millions of lives. Perhaps even billions... Maybe even trillions... I've lost count at 187 lives. I've died horribly all those lives.

Death by being devoured, death by corrosion, death by withering, death by starvation, death by frost, death by flames, death by pain shock, death by asphyxiation, death by trauma, death by hemorrhage, death by fear, death by frustration, death by fatigue, and many... many... more... Of course, you've just seen one that belongs to death by grinding group.

The most memorable ones recently were me being a goblin and I got devoured by ants that had a colony the size of a mansion. The corrosion at away at my skin in seconds, and while I probably killed hundreds of ants, I died probably the same amount of time later.

That was one of the more faster deaths I've had though. Majority of my deaths were slow.

In fact, the death by grinding death that I've had recently was the quickest death I've had yet, although it didn't lose out to any of the previous deaths.

That thing, slowed down time for me at the very last second... At first, I thought it was finally being merciful and was sparing me for once, but alas, how wrong I was.

It makes all of my deaths equally painful. No matter how long, no matter how short, no matter how painful the process was, they all in the end... were the same.

That thing... Never fails to perfectly balance the amount of pain I feel when I die.

It acts as if I am it's toy.

No... I am it's toy. I am at it's complete mercy. And there seems to be no escape from this thing.

I still remember when I first met this thing. It was raining, and since I liked rain a lot, I decided to go out.

It was a nice drizzle, with a damp atmosphere that would refresh me with every breath. I set a chair on the porch and sat on it, enjoying the darkened skies and the view that I had in the back of my house.

I then spotted a little girl in the distance. Being worried that the little girl would find itself in trouble, I grabbed an umbrella and set out to get her off my property.

Little did I know, the moment I stepped off my front porch, it would spell death for me. As the moment I tripped randomly, a spike suddenly rose up from the ground from where I was going to land.

At that very moment, time slowed. As I watched and felt the spike of dirt pierce into my stomach, that very part that was being torn screamed. Although time was slowed, this pain wasn't affected at all.

Next thing I knew, my arms and legs were clutched by the earth as well. I was pulled in deeper into the spike.

And for what was probably years to me, was likely milliseconds in real time. I died at the end of it all, of course.

Just like all other times, it was extremely painful. I was in a complete state of agony the whole way through.

"Done with your fun?" I then heard a voice when I thought it was all over. I opened my eyes... Or I imagined myself doing so.

I then lay my sights on the most unsightly view I will ever see. An overwhelming feeling of repulse and disgust rose up within me as I look at this abomination.

"You thought that~ was it? Just that one death? I'm afraid not, except I-I'm not afraid to say it. But do not worry~ it's gonna be fun~!"

And from then on, I suffered. Leading up until now.

"This time is~ the last time. Dooonnnn't be so sad now. This time in this life, you will be a progenitor. Now don't disappoint me because I won't be interfering this time around~." The abomination said to me, as my vision blurred until I could only see one color.

My last life huh?

Name: ??? Rank: Core

Race: Progenitor Slime

Level: 0(0/1)

Age: 0 years old (Combined age: ???)

Path: Endless Journey Lvl 0 (0/1)

Health Points(HP): 1500/1500

Mana Points(MP): 3500/3500

Stamina Points(SP): 2000/2000 Strength: 100

Wisdom: 2000

Endurance: 150

Will Power: 2000

Vitality: 150

Agility: 800

Perception: 1000

Armor: 250

Magic Resist: 2000

Luck: 10

Leverage: 100

Base Physical Damage: 100

Base Magical Damage: 2000

True Damage Reduction: 1 Equipment:

- Condition:

Unstable(-) Unique Skills:

Body Theory Lvl 0 (0%)

Magic Theory Lvl 0 (0%)

System Theory Lvl 0 (0%) Titles:

Child of Extinction (New)

Chosen Reincarnator (New)

Progenitor (New)

Ancient (New) Systems:

null Blessings:

Ultimate Wish