Wob!

Slime#47 climbed to the second step. A Slime silhouette appeared—then jerked in shock as it glanced around and spotted the current Slime#47.

It screamed, "*^^^," the sound collapsing into broken, meaningless noise.

[ Ding!

—{FutureSelf #2}—

—Level: 118

—Race: Elemental Slime {Rare+}

—Class: Elemental Overlord {Rare+}

—Tier: 3 ]

'Same… just stronger.' Current Slime#47 mused, staring at the roaring slime in front of him.

"What are you trying to say?" he asked, instinct screaming danger.

Then he noticed it—a thin blue thread tied around FutureSelf #2's upper body, just above the eyes.

He turned to FutureSelf #1 below, who was still screaming at him.

'He also has a blue thread… why?' he thought, as he found a similar blue thread on FutureSelf #1's upper section too—just like FutureSelf #2.

"What's that?" he muttered, confused.

"Hey! Future me… what are you saying?" he yelled, trying to understand.

Both future selves thrust their tiny arms forward—pointing straight at Vael—floating behind current Slime#47.

When the current Slime turned his eyes, Vael slipped aside, just out of reach.

'Damn. They are clearly warning about me…' The small creature's eyes twitched.

"They're irrelevant," Vael said softly, patting current Slime#47, "Let's move on."

"No. It might be too important… I have to listen to them," current Young Slime rejected.

"&*^^," both future selves kept screaming, still pointing at Vael, who kept dodging their fingers at quick speed.

'I can't move… I'll have to change it,' both future versions mused, trying to move closer to current Slime#47—but they couldn't.

"Edict of Yesterday."The small humanoid acted before Young Slime could react, right as he almost spotted him when he pivoted.

Current Slime glowed with a transparent white light. The future slimes glanced at each other and sighed.

"What's this?" Slime#47 muttered as he found himself in Mama Slime's hug.

"I'm your Mama, child," Mama Slime cooed cheerfully, rubbing her soft body on him.

"Vael… is this your doing? Vaellll!" Young Slime yelled as he figured the sealed artifact was using some kind of skill.

But it was no use. He couldn't control his body.

His body moved on its own—too familiar—while every forgotten emotion flooded back: curiosity, joy, everything he'd felt back then.

Soon, he was killed like he was in the first loop, by the smirking brat.

He felt that long‑lost weakness again. The hate he'd held against that kid, who ruthlessly killed him with a happy smile.

'What's going on…?' He couldn't understand it as he yelled, "Vael… what are you doing?!"

Meanwhile, Vael watched from the staircase, staring at the current Slime#47, who seemed to have fallen asleep.

'He died…?' Vael was shocked as he witnessed the death through his skill. "How is he alive if he's dead?"

Then he found Slime#47 in the nothingness, but his vision was blocked for a few seconds—then he found the slime living again, in Mama Slime's embrace.

'What just happened?'

"That gap… I cannot see it?" His mouth hung open in disbelief. "Even with part of the authority of time, I couldn't glimpse into it…"

He wondered what happened in those few seconds between death and the start of a new life.

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Puk!

He repeated all the loops—from the first loop to the current loops—his emotions raging inside a body that moved on its own. He couldn't control it; it just did what he had done in the past.

"And that gap…" Vael muttered with curiosity. "Still invisible....those few seconds between each death and revival… I wonder what happened."

Until the tenth loop, young slime had kept yelling at Vael to stop the skill, but the sealed artifact didn't budge.

He could only close his eyes and relive all the loops inside an uncontrollable, moving, emotional body.

"Hahaha… I didn't expect that I would find something so interesting." The small humanoid creature grinned widely. "He died more than a hundred times, yet he's still kicking like normal."

It continued until the current loop—when Young Slime bonded with the sealed artifact and came to fight the three sealed artifacts.

"He is an otherworlder, and Time God has blessed him…" Vael understood after watching all the loops. "He's starting a new timeline after each death."

'He carries the power of the authority of time.' Vael smiled broadly. "Hahaha… I will get his power if I take over his soul. Now, not just the body—I want his soul too!"

But Vael turned silent as he glanced at the Slime silhouettes on the different steps.

"I might not succeed this time, as they are still present," he muttered, finally understanding why they warned slime#47 about him.

"I might have succeeded partially, since they are persistent about warning him."

He felt joyful. 'I can break free from this state if I get his part of 'Authority of time'.'

ZZZ!

When Slime#47 was close to reaching the current time, Vael had activated "Bewitching Voice."

"You're tired," the small humanoid creature whispered, "Aren't you?" near the current Slime#47's body, as he finally regained consciousness after reliving everything.

Present Slime, who was about to get furious, had his eyes dimmed. "Yes…" he replied.

"Now get power. Take your strongest future self's power and kill all your enemies," Vael muttered with a cunning smile, his skill still active.

Young Slime recalled all his deaths and the unfair world.

"I'll break everything that stands in my way," he declared loudly.

The two future selves—and the other future selves on higher steps—wobbled their bodies in disappointment and sighed.

"What are you waiting for?" Vael yelled, pointing to the upper stairs. "Go! Go ahead and take power from the strongest you can!"

Wob! Wob!

Current Slime#47, furious and grieving the deaths of his and his fellow slimes, leaped to higher steps.

He didn't care to glance at the Slime silhouettes. He only wanted to reach as high as he could and borrow power.

"Why? Why do...slimes have to be harvested?" Vael kept whispering near the jumping Slime#47 to keep the momentum and not let him recover his emotions.

"Slimes can be powerful as well… show them. Use your future self's power!"

Wob!

"Show that purple human brat what power is," the small guy kept tempting. "He is picking on you because of your powerlessness."

Thud!

Current Slime#47 felt he hit a wall when he tried to leap from the 10th step to the 11th step.

"This is as far as you go," Vael said. 'But how come the steps are still endless?' He was doubtful as he glanced upward—limitless steps.

'And how did he survive me?' Vael fell into deep thoughts.

Current Slime#47, unable to control his emotions, glanced at the slime silhouette on the current step.

Futureself stared back at him—sad, knowing, unmoving.

[ Ding! … ]

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