Lohan lived his entire life in a hospital bed, needing machines even to breathe.

Then one day he woke up on a parallel Earth, where he had a perfectly functional body, but with the disadvantage of being from the Lower Zone, without the right of clean water to drink or pure oxygen to breathe, and with an huge debt in his name.

Fortunately, there was something that would change his destiny.

A new VRMMORPG had been released two days prior, and there, if someone put in the effort or was lucky enough to acquire a Rare Class or Race, their destiny could change overnight.

And Lohan was one of the lucky ones who not only achieved a race above the "Common" level, but the highest level available, a Mythical Race! And the most unbelievable thing is that his class, Devourer, was also a Mythical Class, something completely unimaginable.

The problem is that his race was that of a simple Slime!

Spawning in the middle of a forest, without any guide or tutorial, Lohan had to explore the potential that his Mythic Class and Race held.

Using the Absorption ability to devour enemies, steal stats, traits, and overcome any limit, the Slime evolved.

Ascending from the bottom of the food chain to become the Peak Predator of Elysium and the real world, defying the laws of both worlds while absorbing the powerful on a path to becoming the Absolute Being.

Welcome to live The Ultimate Slime Evolution.

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I don't use AI, I write this story by myself.

Almost fifty bodies lay scattered across the platform, some intact, others reduced to pieces, and all of them still wore the same frozen expression, showing they hadn't understood how everything had ended so fast.


Honestly? Even he was surprised at not feeling anything all that special about it.


Don't get me wrong, the feeling of having enough power to kill more than 50 players with only one person at his side was incredible, and the satisfaction of managing to achieve that was wonderful.


Knowing that a power like that was in his hands, instead of under the control of some adversary, was very comforting.


But still, eliminating that large number of weak Players brought no triumph, no pity. Just a weary realization, that an entire guild had been destroyed over a decision any one of them could have avoided.


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