The slime stayed within the same place in the patches of flowers due to its fatal injuries. The body has received tremendous impact upon itself making it wobbly and trembling a lot which is almost a sign of collapse to a slime that can be said at death’s door. Its thoughts are jumbled all around, making it hard to think, and allowing the slime to take slumber’s hand to sleep.
In the dreamland, the slime was in a place of greenery all around, blueish color lit the skies along with sparse clouds that flew by the wind. The breeze came smoothly, washing up the grasses and the slime on top of it.
The slime woke up in a jolt and jumped a few inches up in the air full of energy. It looked around the area that is now familiar to the slime whenever it slept. The landscape was the same as always from its first dream to today. It then slowly thought of anything that might be important or interesting. The slime stumbled upon a recent activity, the horrible result of the hunt, and a gap of power between the hunter (slime) and the rabbit. The pain it felt from the kicks was beyond its life’s experiences. Oh, the slime wanted revenge, but what revenge can do when it was its fault for overestimating one’s ability. Just because it saw another slime successfully hunt a little critter, doesn’t mean that you can do it too. Especially, the slime was at death’s door. One more kick would have ended horribly for the fool.
The slime's thoughts were heavy, but it isn’t enough to be depressing since it survived and lived for another day. It bounced around the dreamland’s meadow, wondering and enjoying how great the place is, with no hunger to feel, nothing to worry about one’s own life, just to be contented and enjoy life. The only problem is the slime knew that it is a temporary respite for the time being after the timer was up and it woke up from the dream. The slime hopes it can recover before getting killed.
The slime’s birth, like all the pitiful slimes are produced through the energy of the land. It must be clean and pure in quality. Usually, the purity of energy can be found in low-tier areas and when it meant “purity”, it is about neutrality. The rawest and most bendable form of energy there is. It also produces low-tier creatures with the exemption of “Uniques” spawning rarely. Identify the quality of the land, it can be through either the neutral slimes to which the pitiful slimes belong or the quantity of the location. Although there are many ways to do so, these are the two common and effective options to classify the quality of energy of the land.
When the land produces slimes, they are borne through the land by forming them underneath the ground either made by the energy of mana currents, mana veins, energy pools like lava, minerals, etc. since there are a lot of ways energy is produced, then the surplus energy from these sources are refined and condensed by the land and they were spewed from the cracks of the earth. It then slowly emerges from the small crevices to form into a liquid state, dense and slightly solid, to form slowly into a blob. Thus given no intellect, but instincts the moment it was born like any other animal. The prime instinct that the slimes are born with is to find a source of nutrients or food to quench their hunger.
Thus, the slime who is still in the dream has only existed for a month. It survived after being formed by relying on eating grasses, twigs, pebbles, dirt, small insects, or anything that is considered tiny by human standards. Although, the pitiful slime’s acidic property is inferior to its counterpart, the neutral slime. It can still fight and hunt but has obtained fewer abilities and some are inferior to the neutral slime.
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To identify between the neutral and pitiful slime, both have the same color, although the first has more energy in store which is much richer while the latter has little storage to use, it can only supply for being alive, unlike a neutral slime which is more capable to do more even in the realm of magic and self-reinforcement.
The slime was bouncing inside the dream until it woke up from its slumber to see that it is still inside the bed of flowers, and the moonlight was shining upon its bluish complexion. The slime’s vision is a complex circumstance since it has 360 clear vision without even an organic or medium to serve as an eye, it is only transmitted through its liquid body that absorbs all light and translated it through energy, and transferred it to the soul and magnify by the life essence which is within the soul that drives all beings to be alive. If it is not light, then it can rely on detection from vibration, energy sense, or life sense. The living, undead, and inanimate objects that can be stored with this essence when they are born or things that are acceptable vessels to be received and are capable of operation. Although the inanimate object is much harder and often impossible if one wanted to get high-quality results, others may want to perform in a restricted manner rather than applying all concepts to be close to the flawless subject. This feature is only available to those who have the same circumstances as the slime, and the clear vision ability is only available to the pitiful slime.
The slime inspected its body and found and felt that its injuries are almost recovered. It looked around the area after confirming that its body is ready to move. The moment the slime arises from its sleep, it has decided to hunt the smaller prey since it now knows how weak it is. It found an insect, a bunch of insects that looks like tiny twigs, black in color, and has tiny little sticks that wiggled all around on the top of the head with a sharp thing underneath. It was communicating with the other same insects. They were a group of ants, an easier prey for the slime.
The slime flew into the air toward the insects and came down with a bang while the specks of dust were blown away from the impact. All the ants were absorbed inside the body of the slime without any retaliation. It then looked around if there are more, unfortunately, there were none. So it went out of the bed of flowers while eating all sorts of “food” that sticks to its body, and bounce towards the beautiful dark greenery which is the meadow where the slime was born.
It saw a lot of its fellow slimes frolicking and sleeping on top of the greenery of the land. A peaceful time that made evident that the meadow is a peaceful land, except for the danger that weirdly exists beside the meadow, the forest.
The forest is known as where all the strong are gathered while the meadow is for the weak and occasional resting place for anyone, it is also known as a neutral ground for the strong, only the strong. The weak can battle all they want, but usually, it happens in the day rather than night since many interesting things happened in the forest. The slimes are known as a nuisance for the whole residents of the meadow which includes the forest. Pitiful slimes, the bastards that try to annoy many creatures in their life, but it is also known as the least hated common snack since the taste it gave is bland and plentiful in quantity to satisfy one’s hunger. This is why anyone can it eat since It is edible.
The slime bounces in a certain direction while watching its fellow slimes, and it comes near a small burrow. A place that the slime found 5 days ago. It had made its home because of the terrain and safety it provides, especially since it had been left some time ago. So the slime declared an act of “it’s free real estate” or free home.
It found a delicious and juicy cricket on the side entrance of the burrow and proceed to smash it with its body to consume for food. After that incident, the slime went inside and snuggled in its room. It was comfy and all for him. Slumber took hold of the slime after covering itself with dirt just to avoid any unnecessary disturbance from outside like creatures wanting to eat or kill the slime.