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Slime Soul

Prologue: I Hate My Isekai Life

Where am I?

How did I get here?

Why can’t I feel anything?

How long have I been here?

Am I… dead?

Those questions, and countless more, flooded my mind as my consciousness drifted somewhere without any senses, only my thoughts to keep me company.

I could barely recall driving home from work after a late night at the office, feeling tired but looking forward to spending the next two weeks on my long-awaited vacation in Japan. All my life I’d wanted to visit, and I was finally about to accomplish that little dream of mine.

Unfortunately, life doesn’t always turn out the way you want, as I was finding out right now.

The last thing I remembered was a blinding light suddenly appearing in front of me before everything went dark.

Now here I was… somewhere. I had no recollection of my own name, nor of anyone I had ever met. The only things I could remember were fragments, places, objects, and vague memories.

It was almost like watching a movie: seeing everything unfold, but with no emotional connection to it.

How am I even having a conversation with myself if I’m dead?

That question bothered me the most. If I were dead, shouldn’t I either go to heaven, hell, disappear from existence, or at least enter some kind of reincarnation cycle? Not that I was very religious from the fragmented memories I still had but if I had a choice, I certainly didn’t want to suffer eternally in any kind of hell.

Just the thought of endless burning or torture was horrifying enough.

Confirmed. Heat Resistance acquisition successful. Stab Resistance acquisition successful. Physical Resistance acquisition successful. Pain Nullification acquisition successful.

Creating a body that does not require blood… successful.

Or what if I ended up in a frozen hell instead of a fiery one? I’ve always liked the cold more than heat, but I’m sure an eternal frozen hell would be just as bad as its counterpart.

Cold Resistance acquisition successful. Acquisition of Heat Resistance and Cold Resistance results in new skill: Thermal Fluctuation Resistance.

Why was I even thinking about hell in the first place? From what I could recall, I hadn’t done anything too terrible in life… unless you count tasing someone while drunk as a prank. And why wasn’t I panicking more about this? Why wasn’t I struck with fear?

Electricity Resistance acquired. Attached: Paralysis Resistance acquisition successful.

I at least would’ve liked to try more foods before dying, especially since I was allergic to so many things. What I wouldn’t give to sample all the cuisines of the world.

Unique Skill: Predator acquisition successful.

Well, at least I didn’t die a virgin and get stuck as a “great sage.”

Extra Skill: Sage acquisition successful. Transforming into Unique Skill: Great Sage… successful.

Wait. Was that a voice? Did I really just hear something? I wished I could force my body, soul, or whatever I was, to move and do what I wanted.

Extra Skill: Biokinesis acquisition successful.

There it was again. A voice. Was it listening to me this whole time?

That was my final thought before I felt my consciousness start to fade again not hearing anything else the voice said. Strangely, I felt relieved, finally, something was happening. Maybe I could escape this nothingness at last.

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Unknown Place

When I regained consciousness, I still couldn’t see or speak, and for a moment I dreaded that I was still stuck in that empty place, wherever it was.

Then I felt wind for some reason and let out a silent cheer when I discovered I had sensation again. Major improvement.

I tried to move my arms or body and frowned when I couldn’t feel them at all, but somehow I felt my whole body move.

I can move!

A moment later, my excitement grew when blurry images started forming and I realized I still had sight even if I couldn’t feel my limbs. I waited for my vision to adjust; everything was black and white at the moment. When nothing changed after a few moments, I frowned.

‘The hell?’ I thought, slowly shifting my body around and seeing no improvement.

Then a vague memory pushed to the forefront: this scene looked familiar.

Wait a minute. If I died and I’m not in a hospital or in a coma, does this mean I somehow got transported to another world like in all those anime and manga? No way, right? The thought made me nervous, but I couldn’t stop the joy rising in whatever passed for my chest.

I sobered instantly, though, remembering I still couldn’t see properly and couldn’t feel my limbs.

Did I reincarnate into an animal? I worried, trying to get a better sense of my body and discovering I was bouncy, stretchy, and somewhat round.

“…No fucking way!” I muttered to myself, except I didn’t have a mouth. Then realization hit. I’m a fucking slime!

Seconds later I remembered the strange voice I heard and I finally understood what world I’d ended up in.

Did I just reincarnate into Rimuru fucking Tempest? I felt my excitement spike. If I really was Rimuru, my problems would basically be solved. Find Veldora, get him to name me, and my life would be set. I could even save and recruit those who died in canon, like much of the Ogre tribe.

Only one way to confirm. I told myself to calm down and not get my hopes up. “Umm, Great Sage? Are you there?” I asked tentatively.

Silence stretched long enough for my excitement to slide toward dread then the voice answered.

“Answer. Correct. Now that your ability is established, you are capable of communicating with Skill Great Sage whenever the user wishes,” came the robotic, slightly feminine voice inside my head.

“Great Sage, can you help me analyze the magicules around me to see if I can learn the Magic Sense skill?” I asked, hopeful and no longer wanting to be blind.

“Affirmative. Using Analysis. Abnormal amount of magicules detected. Analyzing. Successful. Extra Skill: Magic Sense acquired,” Great Sage replied, which only confused me with its wording.

“Would you like to use Magic Sense?”

“Yes,” I answered with a smile, forgetting the formal phrasing.

A moment later my world filled with light as colors blended in and I could see everything around me in full 360-degree vision. My sight was beyond perfect, I could even make out tiny details in the sand beneath my body.

‘Wait, sand? Dead trees?’ My excitement vanished as I took in where I was and dread settled in.

I wasn’t in Veldora’s cave like I’d expected. Instead I found myself in a cavern of sorts, surrounded by dead trees as far as the eye could see and white sand beneath my slime body.

Panic rose. I turned, looking for any recognizable landmark, but found none. Feeling vulnerable, I slid into the nearest hollow of a dead tree to hide.

“Great Sage, you have access to all my memories, correct?” I asked, trusting the skill to help.

“Affirmative.”

“Are we in the Central World right now? If not, can you look through my memories and see if you recognize where we are? Are we possibly on one of the many worlds created by Star King Veldanava?” I asked, not sure which answer I wanted most.

If we were still in the Central World, there’d be no cause to panic just yet, I’d just need to find out where and when I was before finding a safe place to get stronger. If it was a world created by Veldanava or something outside his reach, my choices could be limited and I could be in danger.

Before Great Sage could answer, an inhuman but familiar howl split the air. My new body shivered, and I knew where I was even before Great Sage confirmed it.

“Answer. Based on Master’s memories, the world he finds himself in is called Bleach and the location is Hueco Mundo or to be more specific, the Menos Forest.”

‘Fuck!’ I cursed in my mind as dozens more howls joined the first one. ‘So much for the start of my Isekai Life!’