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?
Dark Fantasy • Time Loop • Eldritch Horror • Progression Fantasy
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A human-like figure, three meters tall, stood there—its body woven entirely from green vines. Hair made of leaves. A large grey leaf formed his face—two red flowers for eyes, two yellow flowers for a nose, and a small slit of a mouth revealing darkness.


Green vines wove together to form all four limbs—eerily shaped like a human's: two arms and two legs.


A human face was embedded in his chest. Black eyes narrowed, brows arched, mouth frozen in a scream—yet no sound. The gap between the lips showed pitch‑black darkness within.


'It's the Dancing Lightning Party captain,' Slime#47 realized, staring at the face fused into the eldritch's chest.


"Appraisal!" he used his skill as he yelled, "Run!"


Slimes and cattle ran in whatever direction they could.


The field descended into chaos as slimes and cattle fled in every direction.


Race: Sealed Artifact's Vessel ★ {Rare}


Chapter 84 - Chapter 84—Hiding