Slime#47 used the skill, "Soul Chronicle."
[ Ding! A tiny portion of your soul essence has been reduced due to Soul Chronicle usage! ]
A small white shard formed in his soul dimension.
The shard hid itself after materializing.
"How long do I need to depend on this skill?" he asked himself, eyes dim.
He sighed, glancing at the blue thread on his body bitterly. 'Dwelling on the past won't change the present.'
[ Ding! The Deviated Slime Timeline 2 is beginning in 10… 9… ]
'I'm ready.' He clenched his fists tightly. "I must at least save my slime family and others this time."
[ Ding! Starting Deviated Slime Timeline 2 ]
[ Ding! Reincarnation: Slime#47! ]
[ Ding! Trait —Eternal Mastery {Mythic}— activated! ]
[ Skills — Acid Fist {Lv.Max}; Evade {Lv.Max}; Universal Tongue {Lv.1}; Demon Tongue {Lv.Max}; Fireball {Lv.Max}; Mana Shield {Lv.Max}; Meditation {Lv.Max}; Iron Body {Lv.Max}; Appraisal {Lv.Max}; Aura Meditation {Lv.Max}; Extreme Pain Tolerance {Lv.Max}; Aura Recovery {Lv.Max}; Lightning Ball {Lv.Max}; Mana Meditation {Lv.Max}; Mana Torrent Refinement Technique {Lv.Max}; Wind Blade {Lv.Max}; Water Ball {Lv.Max}; Piercing Stone {Lv.Max}; Shadow Ball {Lv.Max}; Earth Mold {Lv.Max}; Demonic Surge {Grade 1} {Lv.Max}; Demonic Cloak {Grade 1} {Lv.Max}; Demonic Pulse {Grade 1} {Lv.Max}; Demonic Bind {Grade 1} {Lv.Max}; Demonic Fist {Grade 1} {Lv.Max}; Soul Chronicle {Lv.Max}; Demonic Recuperation {Grade 1} {Lv.3}; Greater Soul Mantle {Lv.Max}; Supreme Body Forging Technique {Lv.Max}; Multi Phantom {Lv.Max}; Gel Morph {Lv.Max}; Seal Modification: Reinforce {Lv.1} ]
[ Locking Masteries — Fist Mastery Tier 2; Fire Magic Rune Mastery Tier 2; Aura Mastery Tier 2; Mana Mastery Tier 2; Lightning Magic Rune Mastery Tier 2; Water Magic Rune Mastery Tier 2; Earth Magic Rune Mastery Tier 2; Wind Magic Rune Mastery Tier 2; Demonic Force Mastery Tier 1; Demonic Magic Mastery Tier 1; Dark Magic Rune Mastery Tier 1; Sealing Magic Rune Mastery Tier 1; 25% proficiency carried over! ]
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"I'm your mama, child," Mama Slime cuddled with Young Slime.
"Hmm," Slime#47 also hugged her back. 'I won't lose you this time.'
'Loopers like me carry our memories. We remember past-loop love—every emotion. Lover and family won't. We're the only ones who remember. It's hell… Time Hell.' His eyes dimmed in realization.
It wasn't the slimes' fault, as they were only alternate versions. Yet their deaths always flashed through his mind.
He let go of Mama Slime after a few moments and said, "Status."
[ Status
Name: Slime#47 {Temporary}
Race: Slime ★
Class: N/A
Traits: Eternal Mastery, Viscous Body, Amorphous Being,
Adamant Soul, Boundless Growth {Blessing}
Titles: True Language Creator
Level: 1
Strength: G‑
Endurance: G
Will: F {Original: D… Suppressed, and leak covered by combat style mark}
Wisdom: G‑
Dexterity: G
Perception: G‑
Agility: G+
Vitality: G+ ]
'Damn it… Damnit,' he scowled, remembering that his original Will had only reduced to E at D.
He stayed silent for a moment. "30% of soul essence lost....Its effect."
"I have to level up more to acquire soul essence," he muttered. "It's the only way… like pouring more water into an already leaking container."
"The blessing from Instructor Thomas…" Slime#47 grinned lightly, glancing at the new trait.
"Most blessings and curses are inflicted on the soul. They can be carried over forever," he muttered, recalling how Holy Light of Purification was cast to nullify the eldritch contamination curse.
He then said, "Combat style status."
[ Ding! Opening Ancient Combat Style status! ]
[ Ancient Combat Style Lv.Max {Grade One}
Slot#1: N/A
Slot#2: N/A
Growth: 0/100% ]
'I'll fill the slots after I get the demonic magic,' he thought, narrowing his eyes.
He then slept for a few hours, feeling mentally tired. He woke up only when the slime farm owner came in.
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After a few hours…
"Gel Morph," he cast, attempting a humanoid body.
He tried to shapeshift into his humanoid form.
"I forgot," he clicked his tongue, feeling dizzy the next moment.
He collapsed after forming half of a humanoid body.
"Wait…" Elder Slime, who was watching over, muttered, his mouth wide open.
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After he explained like the previous loop, while mentioning the regression trait, Old Slime nodded, understanding with a wide smile.
"I cannot use humanoid form until I reach Tier 2," Slime#47 muttered, planning his next steps.
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He reached Level 10 quickly with the help of the mana crystals hidden under the trough.
"No Tier 2 masteries involved?" Young Slime muttered, tilting his body as he glanced at the list of classes.
[ —Classes—
—Basic—
—Fighter {Common}—
—Rogue {Common}—
—Ranger {Common}—
—Mage {Common}—
—Healer {Common}—
—Defender {Common}—
—Crafter {Common}—
—Special Unlocks—
—Detected Tier‑One Fist Mastery—
—Unlocked: Pugilist {Common}
—Detected Tier‑One Fire Magic Rune—
—Unlocked: Fire Mage {Common}
…
…
—Detected all basic element Magic Rune masteries at Tier One!
—Unlocked: Elementalist {Common+} ]
'Fire Mage… Earth Mage… Lightning Mage… and Elementalist—they are all Mastery Tier 1…' he mused, clicking his tongue.
"Elder, why are only Mastery Tier 1 used at the Level 10 class list? I have Tier 2 masteries…" he asked Elder Slime. "If Tier 2 masteries enter, I'll get more powerful classes."
"Hm…" Elder Slime hummed, folding his tiny hands behind his body. "Your idea is not bad… but answer me first: if a Demon King reincarnates, he'd keep his Tier 5 masteries—so what class would he get at Level 10?" he asked calmly.
"Tch." Young Slime clicked his tongue. "So, only the mastery of the next tier would function?"
"Yes. If evolving to Tier 1, Masteries Tier 1 will come in… if Tier 2, Masteries Tier 2," Elder Slime replied, explaining with an example.
Slime#47 could only pick Elementalist and proceed to further leveling.
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A few days passed as he reached Level 50.
[ Ding! Opening the list of available racial evolution! ]
[ Ding! Available racial evolutions! ]
[ —Big Slime {Uncommon}—
…
Ding! Detected Acid Fist!
Unlocked: Acid Slime {Uncommon}!
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…
Ding! Detected all basic elemental masteries at Tier 2!
Unlocked: Lesser Elemental Spirit Slime {Uncommon+}! ]
'Yes…' he grinned. This was what he wanted. 'Though it's lesser...it's still a spirit slime....available at tier 2.'
He was under pressure, hence he couldn't pick Elemental Spirit Slime in the previous loop.
And in the last two loops, he picked lesser elemental slime, without glancing deeply at the list, as he was too familiar with it.
He just quickly went through the list, 'Hmmm...I feel elemental spirit slime's strongest,' He mused, deciding.
He only now checked the list due to new race info from the previous loop.
'Now, I still have time to take part in the trial… I'll get it and level up the skills,' he mused, planning.
He clicked on the Lesser Elemental Spirit Slime.
[ Ding! Pick a safe spot! ]
He fainted.
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After a few hours, he woke up with a new racial body.
[ Ding! You have acquired the skill… ]
[ Ding! You have acquired the skill… ]
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'I don't feel any difference,' he mused—then froze a second later as he glanced at his multicolored, adorable reflection from the trough.
"Wh… what an incredible power," he muttered, sensing his raging power.
[ Ding! You have the trait 'Lesser Spirit Body' {Uncommon+}! ]
"Spirit Body…?" he said, rubbing his chin as he shapeshifted into a humanoid form.
'I don't feel any difference,' he mused, patting his body.
His reflection flashed in the water—a five- or six-year-old human kid, except he was made of a multicolored jelly body with no hair, a bald head.
"I don't have private parts to cover to begin with…" he said, glancing at his lower body.
It was soft and plain—jelly torso and limbs.
Wob!
"Child… you're too ugly…" Mama Slime cried, suddenly jumping onto Young Slime's shoulders.
"Hmm… bad?" Slime#47 asked, tilting his head.
A cute slime kid was visible in the water. "How am I ugly?" He didn't understand.
Mama Slime pulled his head and replied, "It's like a box… change it to round…"
She began to give instructions, which Young Slime couldn't disobey.
He first shifted his head to a round shape, removed his ears and nose, and made all the changes Mama Slime mentioned.1
"A plushie…" he yelled, as he glanced at his reflection.
"Hmmm." Mama Slime proudly hummed with a grin.
"If ladies from my previous life were to see me… I'm done," he muttered, imagining how he'd be used as a sleep partner in bed and a hugging buddy.
He shook his head. "No, Mama… I won't use this shape," he said, glaring at Mama Slime.
"You won't listen to me…" Mama Slime muttered as her eyes began to water. "As expected...child has grown up."
"What the—!" Young Slime almost tripped, unable to contain himself at Mama Slime's reaction.
Water drops fell from Mama Slime's eyes. 'Slimes can indeed cry… I did tear up in that black void once,' he mused, impressed by slime biology.
"Okay, okay… I will keep my form like this," he said, sighing.
"Hmmm." Mama Slime grinned widely.
Elder Slime wobbled his body, muttering, "Child, you're too young to understand Mama Slime's tactic."
"Did you say anything?" Mama Slime asked, her eyes growing bright as she glanced piercingly at Old Slime.
"No… no… nothing," Elder Slime shook, denying it.
"But Mama—" Before Young Slime could say something, Mama Slime burst into tears again. "Child, you've grown up… no longer listening to Mama."
"No… no. I don't have enough reserves…" Slime#47 said softly, wiping Mama Slime's tears.
"Hmm… then once you have enough mana, you have to be in this form only?" Mama Slime sternly warned. "Or else…" She cried louder.
"Okay… okay, I will." Slime#47 nodded rapidly, agreeing.
'Wait a minute…' he mused, eyes widening. 'How does she know it's a mana skill…?'
'If it's Elder Slime, I can understand. But Mama… how?' he wondered, eyes narrowing at Mama Slime—who was already bouncing away, Wob!, grinning widely.
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