Jain huddled up in a cave, sobbing uncontrollably, though not in the way you'd imagine. His body shook with convulsions as he relieved every death that the slime he had absorbed had caused, monsters and humans alike. His vision was blurry, and he was scared that if he let himself sleep, he would lose control.

He heard voices in his head, the final screams of the beings the slime had killed. Jain was losing control, as the trauma he had absorbed from the slime started to take over. He couldn't shake the feeling that he was losing his grip on sanity. He knew that he had to stay awake, but exhaustion was threatening to overwhelm him. The fear of losing control and the possibility of hurting someone was ever-present in his mind.

Suddenly, a creature appeared before him. It was a goblin, small and scrawny with warts all over its body. Its eyes looked innocent, but its jagged claws and yellow teeth suggested otherwise. Jain was too paralyzed to move, and in a way, he welcomed the idea of death. He had done terrible things, and he didn't know if he deserved to live. The goblin attacked him with its claws and club, but Jain could feel no pain. He watched as its attacks deformed his slime body, but it did no harm. The system voice in his head told him, "Blunt and physical damage too low, nullified."

Jain began to reflect on whether he deserved to die, considering the atrocities committed by the slime he had absorbed. He concluded that while he could not erase the slime's sins, he would not let them hold him back. He did not deserve to die for something he had no control over.

His thoughts lasted for what seemed like hours, but in reality, it was only a few minutes. The goblin continued to attack him, but Jain realised that he had the power to defend himself. He had the power to kill the goblin.

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Jain watched the goblin struggle to even harm him. The creature had warts everywhere, innocent eyes, yellow teeth, and jagged claws. Jain had never killed anything before, and the thought of taking a life made him hesitate. He struggled with the morality of killing, but eventually, he came to a realization.

With newfound resolve, he killed the goblin. He didn't do it dramatically or with any flashy moves. He simply squeezed the goblin's head until it crumpled beneath his grasp. The green ooze dripped from his hand, dissolving the goblin's body as a flash of black sparked, and the system voice said, "Goblin blood acquired, merging with current blood........ acidic blood acquired."

As he walked, he pondered his actions and the reasoning behind them. He knew that he had been hesitant to kill the goblin, but his conclusion was simple: he would harm anyone who had a chance to harm him. He struggled with his thoughts, questioning the morality of his actions. But he knew that he had no other choice. Survival was his priority, and he refused to be a victim. He would fight, he would kill, and he would survive.

Jain did not know what the message meant, and he did not bother to check. He walked out of the cave, feeling empty and cold.

As he walked, Jain realized that he had absorbed the goblin's traits and abilities. His own blood had merged with the goblin's, but as he didn't know where his blood was, he did not know what it meant. He also realized that there was a goblin family nearby, and he struggled to decide whether to kill them or not.

Jain looked at his status and saw the benefits of the acidic blood he had acquired, such as increased regeneration and heightened senses. He needed more to survive, and he knew that the goblin family was the perfect source. Jain made his decision, and with a heavy but now emptying heart, he began his hunt.