Yet again, Earthlings were summoned.

A dying Time God, already half-corrupted, descended upon Earth with nothing but a single, blinking eye. No body. No mercy. Before he could explain why the other world was collapsing—or what happened—he died.
The chosen were cursed.
Each Earthling aged from 12 to 60 was reincarnated into another world.
Each was trapped in an isolated time loop.
Each was abandoned without answers.
Ganesh chose to reincarnate as the weakest race imaginable: a slime.
Not for survival—but because the system offered him a trait, very powerful:
Eternal Mastery [Mythic].
With every death, his body reset.
With every loop, his masteries, learned techniques, and pain carried over.
He awakened in a slime farm, where slimes were bred like cattle, harvested for food, and burned alive for amusement. He learned quickly.
He died quickly.
Again.
And again.
And again.
Across loops, Ganesh experimented with his own existence—
Fire Slime {Uncommon}. Water Slime {Uncommon}. Acid Slime {Uncommon}.
Elemental Slime {Rare+}. Spirit Slime {Legendary}.
Dragon Slime {Mythic}.
Even Primordial Slime {Divine}.
But strength revealed truth.
Humans had erased their own history using sealed artifacts.
Demons were branded as betrayers.
Gods fought unholy beings elsewhere—leaving their failures behind.
Beneath ruined cities and sealed fortresses, eldritch creatures waited—
Rituals granted power along with a curse.
Artifacts erased wills.
Faith was devoured before it could bloom.
And the deeper Ganesh went, the clearer it became:
The world had lost hope and was corrupted with Eldritch.
Even the sun and moon were taken over by Eldritch.
Now, as gods fall, timelines fracture, and ancient wars resurface, Ganesh must decide—
Will he save the world
Or will he follow the same path…
and become something unholy himself?
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Little Slime was kicked aside. He sulked hard as he Wob!—bounced away.


"Before we start, let me ask you a question. Are you sure you want to learn demonic magic?" Elder Slime asked sternly, his eyes narrowed.


"Yup, but why?" Slime#47 questioned, not understanding the meaning of the question. 'Who wouldn't want more power?'


"The demonic magic we use is true magic," Old Slime explained, his gaze turning sharp. "True magic… that isn't something ordinary to wield."


"Not ordinary?" The multicolored slime tilted in doubt.


"A person can only wield one kind of true element. The demonic magic we call is true magic with the darkness element," Elder Slime said, then continued after a pause, "You will not be able to wield another true element—like saint magic, the true magic of holy light."


"Are they like classes?" Young Slime asked. 'Timeloop can help me change it…' he mused.


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